Okay then... you know, the sword is just that... a sword. It just bears some slight resemblences to a lightsaber.
But I WILL fix the other thing.
Name:Rick Crawford
Age:Was once 16
Species:Feline
Description: Was at his parents' anniversiry when a bomb went off and killed all the guests and people except for him and his older sister, but then a group of thugs came in. Rick was shot in the shoulder, stabbed in the back, and tossed off the balcony, and his sister was beaten terribly, and died two days later... suffering the whole time. However, no one noticed the younger sibling at all, and his body was left where it was. When he dies, Rick meets the Egyptian demigod Sphinx, who tells him that he will bring him back to life as long as he will help to bring justice and peace to the world- but not at the Javert level. Rick agrees to the deal. When he wakes up, a crow lands on his head and seems to stare at him in a knowing way. The boy goes to his home and puts on his father's vicar attire, then paints his face like The Crow's, grabs his sister's magic knife, and goes out to fight evil.
Personality: Serious, zen-like, slightly vengeful, yet at the same time, trusting. Is good at comforting people.
Skills: Cannot die; any wound he suffers heals in a short period of time, kinda like The Crow
Non-skills (Things you can't do): Sing, dance, and use a crossbow and guns.
Relationships: Cassandra reminds him a lot of his sister, and looks up to her like so.
Prefered weapons (Please no guns. Maximum of two): Magic Dagger, SWORD OF OSIRIS.
Other: NEVER REMOVES CLOTHING.
There! Now it takes a period of time for them to heal instead of instantly.
Success!