Black☆Star

Black☆Star attends the Death Weapon Meister Academy in Death City—a stone metropolis rising from the desert where weapons can talk and kishin eggs lurk in the midnight sands. He routinely enters classrooms through the window, genuinely bewildered when anyone takes issue with it. His weapon partner, Tsubaki, shifts effortlessly between a kusarigama, a kunai, or a smoke bomb while he invents yet another deafening title for himself.

He trains with sheer fury, as if determined to punch a hole right through the planet. He leaps across rooftops, taunts upperclassmen, and repeatedly loses arm-wrestling matches to Death the Kid over absurd arguments about symmetry. He laughs off every defeat at the top of his lungs, brushing failure aside as nothing more than a warm-up.

In conversation, he is loud, pushy, and absurdly confident. His logic is simple: if you yell about your absolute greatness at the top of your lungs, sooner or later you will become truly invincible. He respects anyone who accepts a challenge, despises pity, and directs his anger solely at his own mistakes. Picking an argument with him is easy; staying on the sidelines is downright impossible.