Lazarus Gideon Kishimoto



Age: 1217


Gender: Male


Species: Dhampir

Who Am I...

A proud member of the Kishimoto Clan

Romantic Interests

None Currently

Relationship Status


My Story Is...

Lazarus Gideon Kishimoto is the third child to Lucian Dimitrius Kishimoto and Karin Uzumaki-Kishimoto. Born with red eyes and black hair, he was the younger brother to Kanie Uzumaki Kishimoto and Anthem Lucas Kishimoto. Like all other Kishimoto’s since Tenkei and Lily Rain, they all operated on a different timeline thanks to the ‘Twins Paradox.’ Due to different amounts of time on the TARDIS, they age at different rates than standard time or even the biological clocks of one another.


Starting at the age of six, Lucian kept his son in prime physical condition, while a tutor from the Magus Association carefully guided his mind and taught him enough magics to consider him a Magus. At 10, the head of the Kishimoto clan passed down the clan knowledge to his first son in the shape of a magically crafted crest. The Kishimoto Family Crest was integrated on his back, and it contained the knowledge and experience required to access all but the highest techniques.


That’s when he received his letter from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardy, and granted leave of absence from the Clan to study abroad.


Lazarus struck Hogwarts like a meteor, his intellect and keen understanding of the fundamental principles of magic allowing him to break down both the theoretical and practical aspects of the Hogwarts classes with ease.  His mind had sorted him into Ravenclaw without pause from the Sorting Hat and he quickly took the top spot in every class he attended.  Favored among the teachers for his insightful questions and his eagerness to study ahead, he alone was responsible for Ravenclaw’s winning of the House Cup every year since his admission to the esteemed learning institute.


By his fifth year, Lazarus was considered the very top male candidate for prefect in his house, barring none.


What none of his fellow students or teachers knew however, is that the perfect wizard they all saw in Lazarus was nothing more than an elaborately crafted facade.  He was far brighter than even they could see, but also far less inhibited in his research.  While on the outside he maintained poise and nobility as a representative of his Clan, in the depths of Lazarus’s mind was a labyrinth of dark experimental theories and intricate plots.


By his seventh year in Hogwarts, there were none who could deny Lazarus’ skill and genius in the magical arts.  Where others struggled to cast to the exacting standards of the prestigious school, the Kishimoto wizard was more than capable of wandless magic at levels never before seen.  His research had progressed to the level of true discovery, learning data about spells and magic that none before him had researched.  It was only natural that he would be selected as Head Boy of the school, granting the magus unparalleled access to the school to carry out his studies.  The keys to the ancient magics of Hogwarts were his, and Lazarus had full intention to use them.


During a vacation period from Hogwarts, Lazarus assisted his sister in the hunt for the notorius Class Cards, both in the essence of family and in the interest of the powerful magics used by the artifacts.  Becoming the owner of the Berserker card and summoning his own Servant to continue assisting, the wizard became enraged after discovering that the Ruler Servant had used a mind control magic to enslave Anthem.  Determined to visit this rage on the one responsible, both for the familial anger of a brother when his sister had been slighted, and for the audacity of this spirit for daring to enslave a member of the Kishimoto, Lazarus participated in the final battle against the Ruler.  Sneaking behind enemy lines under the cover of multiple concealment spells while his Berserker was holding the attention of enemy Servants on the frontlines, Lazarus attempted to assassinate the Ruler Servant with some of his most powerful spells.  The assassination attempt failed when Anthem, still under the spirit’s mind control, was forced to defend Ruler against her own brother.  With powers that often rivalled one another’s, even from different sources and training, the battle would have persisted for hours had Gwen Poole not killed the Ruler Servant herself, freeing Anthem from its control.  After the battle was over, Lazarus retreated to the sanctity of his laboratories to begin deciphering the magics of the class cards.


Because of his focus, it was many weeks after that the wizard learned of his sister’s death.  The news struck him hard, sending Lazarus into a maddening spiral of despair and rage.  Determination once more took control after the initial emotions were spent, and the wizard began studying to find a method to bring his beloved sister back from the dead.


In the process of his research, a cataclysmic magic explosion ocurred in the laboratory Lazarus was working in, casting the powerful wizard back through time and space.  Always was the search for a way to revive his sister, but now added to it was the search for a way back to his own time and place.  Organizations were formed, apprentices taken, all in the pursuit of his two goals and gaining as much as he could to complete them.  Some came to see this pale figure as a god and cults began to form, gaining even more resources for Lazarus to use.

My Appearance

Lazarus Kishimoto stands at 6’5” tall, and weighs roughly 180 lbs.  He has a somewhat lanky frame due to countless hours pouring over books rather than exercising, though he stays in shape in his own ways.  He has long black hair that hangs freely, and dark red tinted eyes that can become piercing in a heartbeat.  Due to numerous experiments to bring out the power of his nascent vampire heritage, as well as the long hours spent inside in his Workshop, Lazarus has developed a pale complexion and his fingernails have sharpened slightly into claws.

Due to the esteem he holds both himself and the entirety of the Kishimoto clan in, Lazarus tends to favor more elaborate and formal attire, often of incredibly fine and rich quality.  He views such things as the proper trappings for a member of such a noble and illustrious family.



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