As the rain pours and the wind howls, most people would stay indoors for fear of being killed in the storm; however, one man, garbed in all black clothing, can be seen strolling up to the entrance of Crimson Duel Academy, rain beating relentlessly upon him, the wind battering him. The storm was unleashing its fury upon this man, but he did not seem to care. Beads of water cascaded off his clothing and pitch-black duel disc like water cascades down a waterfall. His face was hidden deep within his hood, so witnesses could not make out wicked smirk on his face.
He eventually arrived at the entrance to Crimson Duel Academy. He threw back his hood and chuckled malevolently. "Hello, Crimson Duel Academy. Lunor has arrived."
Anyhow, not that the fancy-shmancy RP entrance is out of the way, it's a pleasure to meet you all! I am Lunor, but you can call me Lunor, Lun, Soltur, Sol, Salty, Unknown, or Zach. I go by all of them.