### Name: Arthur Knave
### Title: The Magician Under the Moonlight, The Ace of Knaves
### Gender: Male
### Age: 27 years old
### Constellation: Arjuna "The Awarded Hero"
### Affiliation: A member of the Phantom Guild
### History: Arthur is a person that devotes his time and money for his passion of being a magician. Though he tries hard to be good at magic, he always fails in his tricks. When he was 14 years old while performing a trick in front of his brother, he awakened and accidentally set his brother on fire. Thankfully it was extinguished quickly and after that Arthur would begin his journey of becoming a player rising to the epitome of strength the "S-Class". Unfortunately, even though he is a successful hunter/player, when it comes to being a successful magician, well, he's a lost cause.
### His relationship with his constellation: Arthur is immensely grateful towards Arjun thus the reason why he vows to kill the player that the constellation Karna chose to sponsor via dual to fulfill the wish of Arjuna.
## Arthur Skills:
- Superhuman Physical Characteristics
- Master Archer
- Enhanced Senses
- Fire Manipulation (Can imbue his attacks with fire to substantially boost their power)
- Clairvoyance: A skill reflecting exceptional eyesight is used for scouting areas for enemies as well as supplementing the use of ranged weapons at long distances.
- Mana Burst (Flames): A skill that allows for an increase in performance by infusing one's weapons and body with magical energy in the form of flames, for both defensive and offensive purposes, effectively recreating the effects of a jet burst.
- Metal ARM
## Arthur Passive:
- Blessed Fate (Always receive anything he needs when he needs it, can manipulate his own sense of time. Ex. he wants an orange, he would stumble upon a vendor randomly that is coincidentally selling oranges. - would only work if Arthur is desperate and in critical times such as life or death)
- Authority of Indra (SEALED)
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"Is this your card?"
"No, it's not Arthur."
"EHHHHHHHHHH," Arthur let go of the cards he was holding, bewildered.
"Why are you so surprised?" Jack, Arthur's brother, shook his head at his brother's antics. "Even after 15 years, you still can't perform this trick," Jack lamented.
"THAT-" Arthur blabbered incoherent noises in protest, which no one can comprehend. Jack's observations of this only solidified his opinion that his brother was acting like an idiot.
"BUT JACK, IT WORKS, I SWEAR," Arthur tried to convince his brother but failed miserably. Jack went into contemplation while looking at his younger brother.
*Who would have thought? None of the family could have ever imagined that out of all people, Arthur would awaken as a player and become one of the best archers the world could offer. Jack still vividly recalls the day Arthur awakened. Even at 14 years old, Arthur was an aspiring magician. Why did he want to pursue that profession? Jack wondered. Arthur was attempting to perform the trick of making fire appear in his hand using a lighter.*
"Jack, are you even listening?" Arthur called out to his brother.
*However, who would have thought that he would actually summon fire on his own and end up burning my hair? The memory hit Jack with a wave of embarrassment. He had to go to the barber shop and sacrifice his luscious locks of hair.*
"Jack, hey, are you listening?" Arthur called out once again.
*My hair… how I miss you.*
"JACK," thinking his brother has a hearing disorder, Arthur screamed his brother's name.
"WHAT?" Jack yelled out of annoyance at Arthur for interrupting his flashback.
"LOOK AT THIS, MY HAT BREATHES OUT FIRE," Arthur took his hat from his head, showed the inside of the hat to his brother, and used dramatic hand motions for emphasis. Then he tapped his hat two times and -
"WHOOOSHH CRACKLE CRACKLE WHOOSH," the hat breathed out large flames.
Arthur, proud of his demonstration, looked at his brother with sparkling eyes. "WELL, ARE YOU IMPRESSED??"
"Arthur..." Jack's gaze, quickly turning into annoyance, stared into his brother's eyes and he said, "You used your skill, didn't you?"
"EH," Arthur avoided his brother's gaze and acted as if he was ignorant of what Jack accused him of doing. "Me? My dear brother, I am a master magician. I would never use tricks to fake the art of magic. But I'm AFRAID I MUST GO. The guildmaster is calling for me. SEE you." Arthur left as fast as he could, leaving a trail of confetti as he walked.
Jack blankly stared as his brother left the premises of his home, specifically towards the confetti on the floor.
"Why did he have to throw confetti all over as he left? Now I have to clean this up," Jack thought dejectedly, took his broom, and started cleaning.