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ᴍᴀɪsᴏɴ ᴅᴇs ᴏᴍʙʀᴇs~Hσυѕє σf Wυ 殭屍~

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ᴍᴀɪsᴏɴ ᴅᴇs ᴏᴍʙʀᴇs~Hσυѕє σf Wυ 殭屍~

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 !colspan="10"| Clan: Empire of Shadows, Wu Dynasty 殭屍 (renegade)
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 |Mϊŋɠ Xϊąσ ИeσpσℓιϮαη Ɯu [[(mingxiaoclementine)]]

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	Our House will be made up of all of the things in life that were passed down to me through the centuries...Love, Respect, Honor, Trust and Loyalty..... These are the most important things one heart can give to another. Learn them... Live by them....Implement them into your daily lives, for without these, there is nothing....		Our House will be made up of all of the things in life that were passed down to me through the centuries...Love, Respect, Honor, Trust and Loyalty..... These are the most important things one heart can give to another. Learn them... Live by them....Implement them into your daily lives, for without these, there is nothing....
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−	~~===House Of Xiao===~~
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−	~~!colspan="10" \|House Of Xiao~~
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−	~~\|rowspan="4" \| [[File:House of Xiao2.png\|200px\|thumb\|center\|]]~~
−	~~\|Princeps:~~
−	~~\|Wu amano ( sidejapan )~~
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−	~~\|Delegate:~~
−	~~\|Not Assigned~~
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−	~~\|Liaison:~~
−	~~\|Not Assigned~~
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−	~~\|History:~~
−	\|Born in 1578 in Kansai region, present-day Iga province, Amano is the son of Goh and Kinu, warrior servants of Hattori Hanzõ. Goh and Kinu were vampire ninjas who specialized in Hanzo's special assassinations for their ability to be invisible in their battles and missions. In 1583 the province of Iga is invaded by warriors of Oda Nobunaga, burning and killing all the members of the province, Goh and Kinu deliver their son Amano to Empress Sadame who fled towards Brazil with Portuguese navigators. Upon arriving in Brazil, Sadame takes refuge with little Amano, in the city of Rio de Janeiro. Being trained by Sadame, Amano awakens his parents' murderous instincts, which would later become a major problem for Sadame who loses all control over her thirst for human blood. Amano is cursed with the Seal of Pain, this seal causes unbearable pain to its bearer when some instinct of rage and fury is awakened. Amano flees from Sadame and begins his solitary journey through the mountains of the coast of Brazil, feeding only on animal flesh, and perfecting his techniques of murder, combat and hunting in the environment of forests and lakes. Upon arriving in a place known as Provincia de São Vincente (São Paulo) he takes refuge in a dark alley, dizzy with all the noise and movement of the city, being stoned and mistreated by humans. The seal of pain was still active, which prevented Amano from killing humans with the feeling of rage. On a gloomy night, a girl, with dark hair, white skin and a slim body covered by a dark cloak, walks towards him and asks. What are you doing here, in this dirty and filthy place? Amano moves away from this girl, she keeps getting closer...more and more....until she puts her hand on her forehead and says "I declare broken the seal that curses you for centuries".......In this exact moment. moment Amano's Seal of Pain is broken! And from this day, Amano declares his undying loyalty to this girl known as Mϊŋɠ Xϊąσ Ƈℓεɱεŋŧϊŋε. and adopts the name Wu Amano.
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 |rowspan="5"|[[File:WuDinasty1.jpg |200px|thumb|center|]]
 |Sovereign:
-|Mϊŋɠ Xϊąσ Ƈℓεɱεŋŧϊŋε Ɯu [[(mingxiaoclementine)]]
+|Mϊŋɠ Xϊąσ ИeσpσℓιϮαη Ɯu [[(mingxiaoclementine)]]
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 |rowspan="4"|[[File:HouseOfWu.jpg|200px|thumb|center|]]
 |Princeps:
-|Mϊŋɠ Xϊąσ Ƈℓεɱεŋŧϊŋε Ɯu [[(mingxiaoclementine)]]
+|Mϊŋɠ Xϊąσ ИeσpσℓιϮαη Ɯu [[(mingxiaoclementine)]]
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 |History:
-|House History:  Empress Ming Xiao Clementine Wu had walked the shadows mostly alone for many centuries, for many black moons. She was born of a rare bloodline, a half breed mutated line of Jiangshi who excelled in the fine art of blood magic. There were not many of her kind known to exist. She had traveled to many countries, been all over the world before she finally settled down around the year of 1924 in New Orleans.
+|For countless centuries—through the shadowed expanse of black moons—Empress Ming Xiao Clementine Wu prowled the depths of the night, a solitary specter drifting through an endless twilight. Born of a rare and accursed lineage, she was the product of a fractured bloodline—a Jiangshi of half-breed descent, twisted and mutated in ways that set her apart even among the creatures of the dark. Blood magic coursed through her veins like an ancient and forbidden melody, granting her mastery over an arcane art few dared to wield. Her kind was an anomaly, whispered about in terrified awe, their existence often dismissed as myth or nightmare.
-This is where she first began to establish her roots and connect with others and begin her legacy. She took in many throughout the years and began a house of mostly misfits, the unwanted, outcasts, renegades and some children she even sired herself. She was happy to exist amongst them and raise a great house of loyal family. Some excelled in the arts, some in combat and some were even politicians! A well-rounded council existed within the house.
+One fateful night, during a moonlit hunt in the labyrinthine streets of São Paulo, an encounter forever changed the course of her dark tale. A mysteriously diabolical figure cloaked in rags and enigma—a gypsy fortune teller from an ancient line of seers—seized Ming’s wrist in a grip belying her frail appearance. The gypsy’s hollow, abyssal eyes bored into Ming's own as she uttered the cryptic words: "Non ducor, duco"—I am not led; I lead. The proclamation echoed like an incantation, carving itself into Ming’s very essence. But before she could demand the meaning behind the prophecy, the enigmatic woman vanished into the ether, dissolving into the thick fog that cloaked the city.
-Ms. Wu's empire began to grow from the seedlings of this tiny house of shadows. A thousand tears of heartbreak were shed before she began her journey on her destined path. This was the path of her people, of her fate and theirs!
+Those words haunted Ming for centuries, a riddle both maddening and alluring. As she wandered across the world, the cryptic prophecy lingered in her mind, shaping her actions, her thoughts, and her growing sense of destiny.
-On one of her many journeys throughout a Brazilian city of Sao Paulo, a rumored to be ancient gypsy fortune teller stopped her, grabbed her by her pale bony hand on one of her night feeding excursions and whispered to her the following: “I am not led, I lead”…"Non ducor, duco". She yanked her hand back and was startled as the diabolical woman just as quick as she came disappeared into the night fog amongst the humans. For centuries to come thereafter those words, that phrase stuck in her head and she often wondered what it all was supposed to mean. Well....now she knew...And her story, her family's story, her house's story had just begun with the arrival of a great hunter and a new fork in her destiny. A great empire from that house of shadows was now forming.
+Ming’s restless wanderings eventually took her to the mist-laden streets of New Orleans in the year 1924. It was there, amidst the sultry, oppressive heat and the clamor of jazz, that Ming's restless soul found its anchor. The city’s dark alleys, wrought with secrets, and the heavy veil of mysticism that cloaked the bayous seemed to call out to her.
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-|Not Assigned
+|Bubbles Wu (bubblesstar88)
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