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Atlas Larson was a young boy, without a care in the world. Orphaned at 2, during the huge crisis that scarred the world. He was quite tall. Now, he's about 6'1" and he was always the smartest one in the room. He had black hair and deep brown eyes. Atlas has loved dueling ever since he saw his brother duel for the first time. His brother, -his only family- Axelle, was a very skilled wandering duelist seeking to be the best, renouned worldwide as the ‘Red Deamon’. Axelle travelled the globe, dueling in various tournaments, and being his only family, Atlas travelled with him. He was the kindest person to his younger brother, stepping up for Atlas whenever things got rough, yet he would always tease him. He was like the wind, drifting around softly, but when angry, it was as if he was a raging hurricane swirling in different directions. At age 11, Atlas finally got a deck of his own to duel with. Destiny Heroes. His brother, who gave him the deck gave him specific instructions on how to use it. It was only until Axelle revealed that they were their father's cards, that Atlas new why.As he grew up, watching champions like his brother duel, he became exeptionally skilled.On Atlas’ 15th birthday, Axelle was murdered, just a day before he had a would’ve participated in the world championship finals, dying before having a chance to achieve his dream, and leaving his little brother alone in the cold with nothing to remember him by except his famous Red Dragon cards... and his dreams. Traumatized by the death of his brother, Atlas set out to get justice for the last family member he had left. He still has nightmares of himself, sitting in the snow, his hands covered in his brothers blood, holding Axelle as he dies, with there being nothing he could do about it. Atlas tends to feel responsible for his death. -he thinks to himself things like “if only i was there sooner”- He felt confused. He had always had Axelle to help him see what’s next. All he really knew was he would do anything to get justice.
As time passed, he became a Detective, the first detective in Canadian history to be promoted to the status at age 18. Atlas never forgot. He still carried on his brothers dream, aiming to be the best. It was mid day, on a cool December night, when he handed in his resignation from the force. He began traveling around to many dueling tournaments, and gained a successful reputation with no losses. Soon coming to be known by the same thing they called Axelle, The Red Deamon. He became a P.I. , to allow him to travel more often, while still using his smarts and investigative prowess to continue earning a living. Atlas is often aproached by women, but never really knows how to handle the situation, as he has almost no experience with any. -no first kiss, no girlfriends, never a girl in his life- To this day, even at age 22, he still carries his brothers deck, along with his dreams, searching for clues, looking for leads, hunting down his brothers murderers, so that when he finally does, it will be with Axelle's deck. And sometimes, when he closes his eyes, he can see his older brother waving goodbye, telling him to never give in. So as he walked out of the stadium, the crowd cheering his name at the top of their lungs, he knew that his brother would be proud...
Atlas Larson -Private Investigator-
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