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Dead Ascension

A Hero's Countdown
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Life in Destiny Island was quiet for a while. After defeating Xemnas, everything went well until they got Mickey's letter. They had no idea how it happened but they immediately went off another journey after reading the letter.

Sora, Riku, Kairi.

The Worlds are ending. The Heartless and the Nobodies are going into a frenzy. Devouring everything in their path. Swallowing up the worlds and everyone in it. Radiant Garden is gone...and our friends. Mickey and Donald are gone as well.

We have found something rather disturbing as we fought them. The Shadows and Nobodies have merged creating a new brand of enemies. The Grand Darks. A breed of beings which fused themselves with the hearts of humans. From what I have heard, They are currently tracking you down as we speak.

The worlds and our universe is dying but this is just a dream. An escape from Reality. Sora...Riku...I must tell you this. In 'Reality' you two are enemies. Leaving a whole world in ruin from a simple battle. You may be friends in this world but 'there' you'll try to kill each other at every necessary chance. Kairi, guardian and warrior. Your role in 'Reality'is to protect the worlds and destroy those you deem unworthy.

You are not allies. You are enemies.

Sora with your power to protect.
Riku with the power to destroy.
Kairi with the power to do both.

I ask you to awaken your true selves. End this destruction. Release thy Inner Self!.

And awaken they did...The Worlds will rock on their foundation. Get ready...The Dream has been shattered.

Rules :
Romance keep it PG-13
No godmodding and powerplaying
No killing off a person's character without permission
Post whenever you think you can
If you are leaving,state a good reason
If you read the rules put "Dreams are fragments of desire" above your template.
If you did not put ^ that you ARE not accepted.
For each key, I'd prefer if both are opposite genders.(One male pure darkness and one female darkness as an example)

Template:

Name:
Formerly: (If you are one of the original characters)
Age:
Side: (Pick a key)
Appearance : (Be detailed or a pic)
Keychain :
Keyblade : (Detailed or pic)
Techniques: (If you need a technique PM me.I can create some for you)
Special: (Your ultimate technique.You can have TWO only)
Drive Form: (You can have two)
Personality: (Is your character happy-go-lucky or an emo?)
Bio: (No forgotten memories cr*p)
Quote: (Optional)
Theme Song(Character and Battle Theme)


Pure Light Keys
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Pure Darkness Keys
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In-between Keys
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Supreme Light Keys
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Supreme Darkness Keys
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K. Old Rp. Thought I'd give it another run. So do join, guys. <3
 

Mistearea

Fear the Mist
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Template: "Dreams are fragments of desire."

Name: Articulous "Art" Manifold

Age: 18

Side: Inbetween Key

Appearance :
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Keychain :
Last Judgement: Judgement

Ace of Spades: Lost Heart

Keyblade : He holds both reversed style.
Last Judgement:

A keyblade designed for both magic and melee attacks, most slashes though. It derives its powers from both Light and Darkness and utilizes them in a way to pass judgement upon those that fall to it.

Ace of Spades

A keyblade designed for melee attacks only with it's straight blade and piercing tip, best suited for lunges despite the fact that it has two sharpened sides for blades.

Techniques:

Message from the Reaper: An illusion of sorts utilizing the abilities of Final Judgement that traps the target inside of his own mind. The user appears to be draped in a black cloak with his head lowered and Final Judgement being held as a normal sythe would be as a giant version of the Grim Reaper himself appears behind him as a type of hallucination form. Art then walks up to the target as he/she is wrapped in black chains that tie him to a cross to prevent any movement of any kind. Art then raises the keyblade above his head and the Reaper behind him turns to pure energy and is absorbed by the blades, making them glow with a black aura. Art vanishes and reappears on the arms of the cross and brings the swing down, impailing the target. He then flips off and pulls the black cross out of the ground and flings it into the air to land upside down as several slices errupt in a bloody mass and the victim's head falls to the ground.

Forbidden Fruit: An attack that uses both Final Judgement and Ace of Spades for both magical and melee damage. The user begins by crossing the two blades while still holding them reversed style to form a plus sign infront of him. He then vanishes with pure speed and stops just behind the target with both arms extended to have the tips of both blade meet one another. At this point the two keyblades glow with their respective colors, Final Judgement black and Ace of Spades white, as the user jumps back and spins around. He stops the blades before they connect and instead sends out a crecent blade of energy from each keyblade that goes through the target while causing internal damage.

Reflection: A defensive technique that surrounds the user in a barrier of energy and absorbs damage before sending it back at the attacker.

Special:

Absolution: The ultimate attack that utilizes the powers of Final Judgement to the fullest. To start it off Art drags the blades of the giant key across the ground and slices a small crevice that only shows bright light as he runs towards his target. He finally jumps over the target and slams the dull side of the keyblade into the ground where the crevice ends. At that moment the area around the two is sealed off by a barrier of black light that shows countless red dots where there should be a sky. Art then points the end of the weapon at the target and raises him/her to the middle of the dome just in time to be sealed within a cross made of white energy jetting from the crevice. Art then jumps high into the air, nearly to the top of the dome, and hoovers in the world that he has created. He then looks down upon the target and pulls back Final Judgement as it starts to glow a mixture of red and black. He finally screams out the name of the attack and throws the keyblade as hard and fast as he can, creating a spinning saw. The blade pierces through the target's torso and remains there as the cross starts to become unstable. Once it has reached the critical point, the cross collapses in on itself in a type of implosion and takes the target with it. Art lands at the base of where the cross once stood and holds out his hand just as the keyblade reappears.

Insane Dance: The ultimate attack utilizing every ability of the Ace of Spades. An intricate weave of moves that are both arratic and well planned at the same time while always appealing to the eyes of a spectator. Art uses only this one keyblade for this technique and sends Final Judgement away to be used another time. He first squares off with the target(s) of this move before finally vanishing to a normal human's sight using pure speed. He spins around the target at the last second before slamming the blunt side of the blade in the target's side which sends him/her flying off. He once again vanishes and appears under the still airborne target and swings once again and this time sends the target into the air at a verticle incline. He finally pushes off the ground and jets to the target and moves around him/her landing approximately twently blows with the bladded sides of the keyblade. Finally he slams the blunt side of the weapon into the top-part of the target and sends them plummeting into the earth below. Once the crash is made, Art aims the tip of the keyblade at the target and starts to fall himself with the added effect of forcing himself with a small jet of magical power. At the last instant of the attack Art plunges the tip of the keyblade into the torso of the target and uses the force from his own decent to drive the blade through the target and into the ground which creates a crater from the sheer force of the entry.

Drive Form:

Fury: Uses the power of the hatred locked deep within the user's heart. When transforming the user is surrounded by raging flames that protect his body and damage those dumb enough to be too close. When fully transformed, the user loses almost all resistance to attacks but his speed, strength and reflexes are all pushed to their maximum levels making it hard to even hit him, but all the more satisfying when it is done. Only Final Judgement may be used in this form.

Chaos: A drive that uses the power of Darkness deep within the user's heart. While in the process of transfoming the user is surrounded by pure darkness that takes away the will to fight of those caught within the grasps of the shadows. Chaos releases all restraints of reality on the user and grants him unlimited stamina and the ability to teleport to any given location. Takes much of the energy from the user and leaves them exhausted once back in his normal form. Can only use Ace of Spades in this form and levitates off the ground.

Personality: Art is the enigmatic type that shows no emotions unless pushed to the point that anyone would lose it. That being said, he is also known for not talking much with his lips but is almost always thinking about things that would help him to reach his goal, whatever it is at the time. Despite all this, he is rutheless in combat and will destroy anyone and anything that gets in his way or tries to stop him in any way from reaching his target. This does not mean though that he does not have a caring side. If anyone were to reach him emotionally he would take it upon himself to protect that person and to aid them in any way that he can.

Bio:

Art was born into a world that was filled with chaos and constantly filled with war and murder. One one side of the world there were those who saught to bring everything under a single rule to stamp out any type of fighting while on the other side there were those that felt that everyone should be free of rules that they themselves do not set. As is natural with humans, the two eventually picked up arms against one another and started to leave countless children with-out a family, one of those children being Art. Eventually the orphaned children got tired of all of the fighting and banded together under a single man that felt that if anyone should control the world, it is those that have go through the worst that has been offered. The man quickly gathered support from all of the orphans and even some of those that were at one time on the sides that constantly fought against one another. Among one of the many warriors for this group was Art, still just a child that would normally still be holding hands with his mother.

The years went by and the group of orphans were named the Children of War and considered an enemy of both sides for their constant attacks on the two. One would normally expect a group of kids and former warriors to fall quickly to the over-powering might of two sepperate armies but this was not the case. What the children lacked in numbers and training, the more than made up with spirit and determination. Among one of the elites was Art himself, this time a young teenager who has already claimed many lives with his blade. As was the set tradition of the group, the instant that he had gained over 100 kills he was to brand himself with a mark that when seen would strike fear into the hearts of those that see him and know what the mark means. He did this at the age of thirteen and once more set out to fight for what it is that he believed. He continued down this path for the next three years of his life, blindly following orders without any questions.

It was during one of his missions that he was to kill a high ranking politician under the new name "Death Reaper" that he found that even the actions of his group created children of war filled with malice, and none more than himself. He realized this the instant that he saw the cowering child that was the only daughter of the man that he had just killed and instantly felt something other than hatred within his heart. He didn't know what the emotion that he felt at the time was but he knew that he had to do something to ease the pain that it brought. So he decided to take the girl under his protection and decided to raise her as if she were his own blood as far away from the killing. As if this was the trigger for something wonderful, his blade was consumed with black and red light and quickly turned into a keyblade that resembled a scythe. He felt in his hear that this was to remind him of his past so he would always remember the torment that was brought with it. With that in his heart he took the girl and fled with her to a remote region that none knew of other than himself.

Luckily for him the child was too young to remember what it is that he had done before he very eyes and she eventually grew to love him as a big brother. This both pleased and hurt Art for he knew that she would hate him if she were to ever learn of what he had done to her parents. This was not to be however upon the day that he was found by his former group. The people had been searching for him for a long time and tried to force him back into the group with force. This proved fatal to them for they did not know of the power that he had come across on that last mission so they tried another tactic. They had seen how keen he was to the child that was with him and decided to use that to their advantage by taking the child to try and force him to fight with them once more. This only proved to anger Art and sent him into a blind rage to protect the girl that he had damned with his own hands. It was at the end of this battle that he was gifted with yet another key-shaped weapon that had shown how he fought for love of the girl and nothing else. He had accepted this gift with contentment and vowed to only fight for her safety.

He was once again forced to fight for her safety when he was seventeen and his world had been visited by two strangers that seemed to hate one another. He could feel the power that to two pocessed and stood between the destruction that they were bringing to his world and the girl that was already starting to grow up into a young woman. This proved useless however because the two of them combined pocessed too much power for him to withstand and took all that he knew away from him, including the life of the girl. He would have accepted death had he died as well but a voice in his mind told him that he was to remain the Angel of Death and continue to take the lives of those that needed to lose them. He blindly accepted this task, having lost the only one that he held within his heart, and vowed to take the lives of those that were needed in the next life be they good or evil. It was at that time that he was found by someone of incredible power who sensed what was within his heart and offered a place at their side to continue fighting for what was truly right. He accepted the person and was once again marked to show his power, this time with a twisted black tear to show the pain and sorrow that he had gone through in his life.

Quote: "You think you can destroy Darkness? Where do you think your hatred of it comes from?"

Theme Song:

Character: Lilium

Battle: What's up people
 
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Zeph

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This looks like it'll be good, I'll post my temp soon. So I'd like to reserve a Pure Darkness Keyspot if that's alright.

I'll finish it up promptly.

"Dreams are fragments of desires"
Name: Grave (pronounced graa vay)

Formerly: (If you are one of the original characters)

Age: 17

Side: Pure Darkness Key

Appearance : This is a full-length pic but it doesn‘t show her face:
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So here’s a pic of what her face should look like:
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Keychain : LureBreaker: Hidden Truth

Keyblade: LureBreaker
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Techniques: (If you need a technique PM me.I can create some for you)

Special: (Your ultimate technique.You can have TWO only)

Drive Form: (You can have two)

Personality: She seems to get along well with others, but that may merely be due to the fact that she doesn’t interact with others very much at all. This does not mean she is slow or half-witted however. Grave is cold and calculating, and her mind is constantly at work. She allows nothing to get in the way of her achieving whatever goal it is she sets out to reach. One merely has to take a look into her eyes to know that she is deeply intelligent. She walks around with a perpetually brooding expression on her face and on the rare occasion she actually shifts her expression to a smile, it usually appears as a bitter mask. Sometimes however, she allows herself to smile a genuine smile, but very rarely is anyone around to see this. Grave speaks only when necessary, never using more than a few sentences at a time.
She gets annoyed easily, and has trouble keeping her temper reined in. This has caused her some trouble in the past since when she loses her temper, it flares out of control until she is able calm down again. Most of the time she does a good job keeping her emotions under strict control though. She hates losing more than anything, if you commit a wrong towards her, she has the patience to wait as long as necessary to deliver her vengeance -- usually in some sadistic manner. All this being said, she's also extremely loyal to the few she counts among her comrades.


Bio: (No forgotten memories cr*p)

Quote: "Life sucks and then you die... right..."

Theme Song:
Character: I Don't Care
Battle:
 
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sephiroth2

Esurio Tenebris
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I'd like to join if its ok ^_^ I'll have a template up as soon as possible.
If its ok, I would like to reserve a Supreme Darkness spot, if it isn't ok,
I can pick the Pure Darkness, I don't mind ^--^

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"Dreams are fragments of desires"

Name: Sleif Destati

Age: 28

Side: Supreme Darkness

Appearance : Quite tall, Sleif is around 6’5, with shoulder length silver hair, light tanned skin and red piercing eyes. Sleif wears a full body length black trench coat, which is always open, while underneath it he wears a rather formal looking black suit, with silver buttons lining the whole length of it. On his right hand, he wears a black fingerless glove, never once removing it as if he did it would show a scar from his previous life. Speaking of scars, running down from the right side of his face down at an angle stopping before the side of his nose, is a large partially healed slash mark, though his silver hair keeps that hidden by dropping down over his right eye and face slightly.

Keychain :

Contamination of the heart –Total Obliteration

The One True Path – The Coming of Darkness

Keyblade :
Names are also links to images.


Total Obliteration -
Sleif's original keyblade, the one which he has always had since receiving it. This keyblade represents the path the wielder chooses, showing that nothing, will ever change its way.

The Coming of Darkness- A keyblade brought forth from the darkness within Sleif. Unlike Obliteration, this keyblade can only be called out within certain situations, mainly when in use with his drive forms.

Techniques:

Execution: This move is used upon the actual summoning of his keyblade the Total Obliteration. If Sleif had swung his arm in the maneuver of summoning his weapon, a powerful wave of darkness immediately launches from the aftermath of the summoning moving in whatever direction and angle in the way the keyblade was brought forth. The technique is incredibly effective with instant kills, and by taking the opponent off guard right from the beginning.

Dark Wave: A simple move, and pretty much a more reusable form of Execution. Constantly causing the darkness to form along the blade of his Keyblade(s) Sleif can at any time unleash that energy in the form of a wave, firing it quite quickly. Though at first, he needs to allow the darkness to form and gather, with repeated use, Sleif begins to move acrobatically swinging his blade(s) and launching wave after wave of darkness at the target. This of course causes Sleif to lose energy the longer he does it without end, forcing him to stop and gather darkness once again.

Rage from the Depths: Calling forth almost all of his darkness, Sleif's body becomes covered in a malevolent dark aura, drastically increasing his attack and speed for a limited time. Though he will still defend himself from some attacks, he will basically ignore any wounds done to him during this. He places all of his strength into each attack, allowing him to crush rock as if it was nothing if he wanted to. The amount of speed and strength is effected by the darkness he uses, meaning the more that is used, the shorter the technique lasts.

Dark Shadow: This is a form of teleportation created by Sleif. Using darkness to increase his speed greatly, Sleif can teleport rapidly from one location to another within a small area. The special effect to this being, a shadow copy of himself stays behind from each teleport, confusing the enemy but also keeping Sleif always one step ahead.


Special:

Light and Darkness: Sleif starts off by calling forth a powerful electrical like spell, possibly dark lightning, within his left hand. He then proceeds by swinging and launching the stream of electricity at the target, though instead of hitting them, the attack misses by a few inches, just giving the target a taste of it by being shocked by the current of it. Keeping them in a false sense of safety, Sleif opens a small black portal absorbing the electric attack completely, before many numerous portals open up around the target(s). At that moment, the dark lightning comes shooting out of one of the portals colliding and passing through the enemy before disappearing within another adjacent portal, immediately repeating by emerging from another random dark path. As this occurs, Sleif calls his keyblade, the Total Obliteration before charging it up with a massive amount of darkness. Swinging his weapon infront of him, Sleif launches a powerful sickle of darkness that spirals around right towards the enemy, right at the moment that the stream of electricity appears again from one of the portals. The two opposites of light and darkness collide at the same time with the target(s) resulting in a massive explosion of the two.


Submit to the Darkness: This final move of Sleif's, only occurs once he is at the peak of his ability with his darkness. Outstretching his left hand, a huge amount of pure darkness begins to cover and surround it before taking on the shape of another keyblade, The Coming of Darkness. Immediately summoning his other first keyblade, Total Obliteration, Sleif slowly moves both of his arms around making everything slow down with the amount of dark power radiating from both weapons. Right as both blades cross and touch each other, Sleif instantly disappears from where he was, before reappearing directly behind the opponent as if he was always there. Turning around slightly, the entire area becomes covered in thick darkness, causing Sleif to disappear once again, leaving only the opponent. Suddenly, from deep within the darkness a figure slowly starts to appear, with two huge yellow eyes the only sign it was even present through all the darkness. Never able to see the actually appearance of the dark creature, it begins to swiftly attack the target, some slashes from claws and blades, even energy blasts fire from all directions unrelenting, until it all finally stops. Before the opponent knows what just happened, a hand suddenly grabs them by the shoulder, twisting them around to come face to face with a huge dark creature that looks like Sleif, its first clawed hand forcibly holding onto the enemy while he raises the other and slams it into the chest, directly over the heart. As the darkness starts to seep into the target causing great pain, Sleif lowers his head and whispers the name of his attack, causing everything to disappear in a flash of light, bringing everything back to the way it was just before the attack began, with Sleif holding his two keyblades crossed over each other. The only thing remaining of what happened being the damage received from the darkness.

Drive Form

Submit: Unleashing the complete powers of darkness, Sleif becomes an incredible demon like creature. Still retaining his staggering height, he now hunches over slightly with his head tilted up keeping his eyes locked onto anything infront of him. Darkness continually radiates around him, while his skin, hair everything about him becomes completely covered in the same darkness. His hands become more claw like, liquidized darkness actually dripping from the ends of it like fresh blood. The biggest change however, is that sticking out from his tattered trench coat, are two large wings, that give him the power to both move quickly and swiftly in flight. The only way for this drive to occur, is if Sleif is forced to unleash the darkness within himself in anger. Prior to this, he would have had both keyblades present, Total Obliteration and The Coming of Darkness, once transformed the only keyblade that can be seen is his original, TO. The reason The Coming of Darkness isn't in sight, is that as it is formed from the darkness inside Sleif, it absorbs and becomes part of himself. Raising his free hand out, the blade can strike, stab like, out from his palm, before retreating back into his body. If he needs to, he can also fully remove the weapon, dual wielding both keyblades with frightening ease and speed. This drive form is the manifestation of speed and destruction, as Sleif becomes nothing more then an unrelenting creature, never stopping until he pulverizes his opponents until they submit to the darkness.

Control: Accompanying the Submit drive, Control is formed the same way in the sense that Sleif unleashes his powers over darkness. However, unlike letting it run wild as with Submit, Sleif retains all sane thoughts allowing him to stay in complete control. Using the darkness, Sleif forces it to layer itself and become tempered, creating a huge armor suit that covers his entire body. Many spikes and sharp metal layers cover the armor, with darkness dripping like poison off it. This means, anything that has the misfortune of touching or being wounded by the armor, will receive damage from the darkness. While the first drive used speed and power to its fullest to destroy the opponent, Control uses defense and patience to defeat enemies with ease. Using both keyblades when transforming, The Coming of Darkness once again disappears but in its place is a huge shield made out of the darkness. This is infact the keyblade Coming of Darkness which can change back and forth between its attack and defense form as long as Sleif is like this. Sleif's stamina and defense increase drastically, while his reflexes are second to none. That doesn't mean however, that his attack and speed have diminished, as he still retains his natural speed, as his strength is only reinforced by his defensive ability.

Personality: Sleif is quite a complicated being, at times he is quite calm and collective, this doesn't seem to change at all, even in the worst of situations. However, there are at some times, that Sleif becomes something completely different, more enraged and unpredictable in how he would normally react. Both of these sides to him, also effect the way he fights. While calm, he plans his attacks with precise moments, only ever attacking unless he needs to. If enraged however, Sleif doesn't think, if he did it would only be for brief moments, when like this he attacks with such ferocity its like he's more of a wild berserker then anything else.

Bio: Sleif's world, was a rather peaceful one, almost no anger, fighting, it was truly an amazing place to see. About a year before he was born, a war, bigger then any in the planet's history, broke out between the two largest continents. One of these, soon became the home in which Sleif would be born, into a once peaceful world now engulfed in war. People who were once friends, now became enemies, almost everyone on the world choosing one of the two sides, for fear that if they did not, oblivion awaited them from both. This war raged on for many years, with Sleif growing up the entire time with all of this fighting and carnage going on around him. Though he never really showed it, all of this fighting was infact causing a effect with him, which only really came to the surface when Sleif reached his 13th birthday.

Having been trained in fighting from his father, encase anything was to happen to him, Sleif received a special gift in that of a brand new sword, with a small black curved blade to go with the handle. Going outside to train with it, Sleif returned a few hours later to find his house was on fire. Running towards it he got just within distance to see the badly burned bodies of his parents, and the soldiers from their own country standing over them and watching the house as it burnt to the ground. Running even faster wanting to know why they were doing this, one of the soldiers grabbed Sleif, wrapping his arms around his neck and arm to hold him in place and not to squirm out.

They then proceeded to tell Sleif, that his parents were infact conspirators, planning to infiltrate the palace where the emperor was before assassinating him, all of which was complete and utter lies to Sleif. He knew his parents were the most kindest people in the world, never having a bad thing to say about anyone, no matter what. The rage started to build up in Sleif as the soldier tightened his grip around the silver haired boy just to hold him in place. It was at this moment that the captain of this squad withdrew his sword before he began to slowly walk towards Sleif, explaining that they would have to now take care of him.

That was the limit, screaming out in anger, Sleif was somehow able to swing the soldier holding him, head first into the captain causing both to fall to the ground. Before another soldier next to Sleif could act, the silver haired boy had already withdrew his sword slashing right up along his chest at an angle killing the man. What Sleif didn't realize at this moment, was right at the moment he had killed the first soldier, the sword had changed within a blinding light, into something resembling a black and red clawed key. However, he was so enraged, that he never even noticed what happened. Swiftly reacting to the approach by another soldier, Sleif ducked and spun around with his leg stretched out knocking the soldier onto the ground, raising his new sword into the air with both hands before stabbing him through the heart. Removing his from the bloody mess, Sleif slowly walked towards the Captain and the remaining soldier.

The captain, who had already regained consciousness, was trying to get the soldier and his heavy armor off of him to free himself and kill the boy. Slowly coming to his senses, the soldier looked up at the captain before all the life drained out from his eyes, as Sleif held his bloodied sword right through him. Bending down slightly to the captain, the man could do nothing but look on in horror, as Sleif appeared to have been enjoying all this killing, showing even more how sadistic he had become by stabbing the captain's legs, completely paralyzing him.

Gripping one of the dead feeling legs, Sleif continued by dragging the captain towards the burning house and, with no hesitation and with a large insanely looking smile, used all the strength he had by throwing the man into the flames, hearing him scream before it slowly died down. Once the rage had all but left him, Sleif cried by his parents side for more then a day before finally burying them, sitting on the ground infront of the graves for another day, simply remembering them but also finally noticing and examining what his sword had turned into. A voice inside his head continued to repeat the same name..."Total Obliteration"....It was from this, that he decided that would be what his, Keyblade would now be called.

Sleif left his childhood home behind on the third day, the burnt out wreckage that was once his home would soon bring attention to the many soldiers, and at the moment, he just didn't feel like dealing with anyone. For the next five years, Sleif traveled from place to place within his own land, never staying in a single spot for long. Along the way he found many like minded individuals, some who had experienced what had happened to him, others who were just mad at all of the fighting and destruction that was caused over this pointless war. At the age of 18, Sleif along with the many others who had joined his cause, had created a sort of movement, a resistance. A group of people who actually wanted to stop the war that was raging, one way or another.

Over these past couple of years however, Sleif never once forgot about the day that changed his entire life, the death of his parents, his childhood, everything was taken away from him in that one single moment. The mixture of rage, sadness, denial, all of these soon combined into something that made Sleif who he was now. Someone who was quite close to the edge of insanity, and didn't care what could happen. This was proved when Sleif along with everyone else that followed him, infiltrated the palace, taking up key positions to ensure everything would go smoothly.

Everything did, and Sleif with a few of his most trusted people walked right into the throne room, taking hostage of everyone in the room, including the emperor who looked down angrily at the intruders. Explaining their demands, Sleif stared eye to eye with the ruler of his land, the same one who started this entire war, the same one who murdered his parents. Filled with the same intense rage from so long ago, the now medium height silver haired man finally lost it, once the ruler said that he would never stop the war, and that he would continue to put down any resistance and traitors that would try and stand in his way.

Roaring in anger, Sleif summoned his keyblade, the Total Obliteration, before leaping towards the man who ruined his life, stabbing his keyblade straight through his chest and into the back of the throne. Right as the last moments of life slipped away from the Emperor, Sleif heard a strange noise, a noise that sounded like the turning of a lock. Pulling his arm back causing the now limp body of the Emperor to go flying out of the throne, Sleif noticed a strange sight before him. A keyhole, there was a keyhole actually embedded in the back of the throne where the ruler had just been.

Staring down at his weapon, the voice once again returned, whispering the words salvation, or Destruction, obviously referring to the user of the keyblade. Sleif didn't hesitate, the silver haired man knew exactly what he wanted, the power to wipe the world clean, to start again. With that determination, Sleif lifted his keyblade before jamming it right into the keyhole, hearing a successful snapping noise signaling that he had just unlocked it. What happened next, was something he both wanted and didn't, as a massive amount of darkness flooded out form the keyhole engulfing his entire body, and eventually the throne room with everyone in it.

The next thing Sleif knew, once he awoke was that, he was the only one left. Looking around the throne room, now completely and totally changed from the bright colors to a more darkness infested atmosphere, the only thing there with him, were strange black creatures with big yellow eyes. Soon after wards, leaving the palace Sleif realized that the entire world had all become like this, as if a great flood washed everything away, leaving only him and these strange creatures, who didn't seem the least bit aggressive with him. Over the final ten years up to this point, Sleif found out that he had control over darkness, able to do some pretty amazing feats that no ordinary human could do. Eventually realizing the formation of Dark Portals, Sleif was able to finally leave his world, to go out and search others, for more of this darkness, that was his purpose now, that was all he had to keep him from going completely insane.

Quote: Your ignorance never ceases to amaze, even me

Theme Song

Character theme: YouTube - Sylar's Theme

Battle theme: Riot
 
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Zeph

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Waiting on you, dear.
I'm sorry I haven't finished my temp yet. I'm having a bit of a creativity-block at the moment that's preventing me from coming up with a bio and abilities... I'll try to finish it as soon as possible though.
 
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May I be a part of The Grand Darks.

If so I will start making a profile A.S.A.P.
 

Sora05

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Well if Sephs in it I need someone as an opponet. =)
(I will finish rest later, I have some homework to do oh and I have appearance and keyblades done just I have to fix the links when I get on again)
Dreams are fragments of desires"
Name:Loen
Formerly: Hmm Sora?
Age:15
Side: Surprem Light Key
Appearance : Keychain : Redemptions, Oathkeepers
Keyblade :
Same as Sephs link is the name.

Redemption

Oathkeeper

Techniques:
Holy Slash: A very basic move in which Redemtion pulses with the power of life, then with one swift motion slices at the air sending a streak of light at his enemy.

Assasination: While in combat Loen will block and enemy attack, then stepping back he'll quickly lunge at his target. At the last moment Loen leaps into the air slashing at the back of his opponent.
(I'll put one more tomorrow or later tonight)

Special:
Lights Angel: This attack which Loen only uses at rare times, but more than Lights Potential, both Redemption and Oathkeeper pulse with solid holy energy. Then holding Redemption out infront of him and holding Oathkeeper down by his side he charges his enemy. Swinging rapidly the entire area becomes bright with light. Once hardly anything can be seen the light forms into three angels floating just abot them. The angles, which have beems of light in there hands point them at the enemy. They then begin to glow with light, once at the peek they fire are solid light energy.

Drive Form: (You can have two)
Personality: (Is your character happy-go-lucky or an emo?)
Bio: (No forgotten memories cr*p)
Quote: (Optional)
Theme Song(Character and Battle Theme)
 
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