‘’Read the notes’’ his mother and father said, after all their power to fight and do every day things came from music and playing them wrong could not give him much power. But little did they or him or anyone else know he played the best when closing his eyes and seeing with his soul.

The family come from the Anima-Nota bloodline, which had been used in the great wars to fight on several sides depending on which rulers grabbed them first. They were forced to have children then used against them as motivators to do a good job, then the process repeated with the children themselves.

Anima-Nota is one of those bloodlines linked to no good but the sound of nature itself, and the wars long gone had the Anima-Nota’s living together in three districts of the same great big city. Much like many races like them when someone marries into their family the child is either born with the devil like horn stubs that later turn long and beautiful or born without them and their abilities, at which they’re still members of the society but don’t have the powers.

Leopold was born to holocaust like paranoid people who thought ‘’one day they come for us’’ again. He didn’t do well in school on any subject including music however, he learned fire magic at an early age to make up for his lacking in musical ability, but there was something in said fire, the crackling and the sounds made from within it, he felt it so strongly and much like all of his people summoned a conductor’s stick, more accurately known as a baton, from his tail.

He played with the tune of the fire and a rainbow like shimmer coated him and his hand, fire and surroundings. He then bent the fire to the shape of a beautiful statue and solidified it not knowing how he did it.

People came from far and wide to see it and he noticed if he just closed his eyes he could do anything, but with them open he was at 5% of his power. One day on his way back from school someone from a not too happy family came up behind him, he turned and had less than a second to look before his eyes and face began to burn having been thrown acid upon. He screamed as his eyes melt out of his sockets and the music of his own scream summoned the beautiful rainbow shimmer once more, coating him and healing him giving him new eyes with no sight.

He spent years training to perfection, becoming less and less friendly with each one passing as he sought to be the greatest Champion of them all, not as much for revenge but to win at life. When he finished school he heard the familiar steps of someone, the someone who had him blinded. He pointed his baton to the person and grinned ‘’Turned me into a monster trying to defeat me so your subpar son could be number one?’’ he asked and the woman denied it all.

‘’Suffer’’ he said before turning her skin inside out and making every bone in her body break using vibrations, her skull falling apart before she hit the ground.

He spent a month confined before it was proven what she had done to him, his family was relieved thinking he’d come back around now, maybe even heal his eyesight? But he was past the point of return in his own mind and decided to stick to the way chosen.

Before he went on to continue the road to champion he met two others he found making beautiful music and created the trio ‘’Musa’’ consisting of Leopold himself, Cheem the wild one and Liurator the soothing. Together they passed their initiation trials placing 11th, 18th, and 38th, after having been spread out in the final part of the first bit.

Far from the most deadly on their school but perhaps some of the ones willing to cause the most pain and the most beautiful melody at the same time.


He is generally evil but not cruel. If you submit and give up he will snare you in a golden link and constrict you to the ground and let you live. Fail to submit will result in death.

Anytime his baton is destroyed, it will rebuild itself. It will also reappear on his person if it is ever stolen or left behind. It is a little needy.


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Bio by  ChoaWawa