“...I am darkness.”
Full Name: Ichizou Ittosai Fuji no Nanjirou Itsuke
Alias: Blackjack; Guardian of Darkness
Age: 21
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 161lbs.
Eye color: Lilac
Hair color: Jet black with a small streak of white on the left side.
Rank: Jounin (Advanced Guardian)
Appearance:
Itsuke is a man who prefers black and white over any other color, likely due to his hair. He was born with black hair but by the time he was ten, a small portion of the left side of his hair became snow-white. In his later years, he started holding his back-length jet black hair in a ponytail style. Only a streak of white remained on the left side, a reminder of his mother. He is six and a half tall, with a build meant for speed, and a weight of only 145lbs.
Much like his surname, Itsuke's eyes are purple, a light lilac color; a common trait among his clan. Always on his face, below his eyes, is a mark that is on his ANBU mask. It looks as though he had been crying black tears and it stuck dried on his face. Itsuke sometimes applies this mark on his face when he is in a certain mood. He claims, though, they are indeed tears but it is more than that, something significant to only him. Fortunately, that is for him to know and others to never find out.
Donned in a sleeveless black leather longcoat with no buttons, it has some white symmetrical stripes on the middle, along with a collar that spans to his ears. On the back is the symbol of the Fuji clan. He wears a ragged half-sleeved midnight blue tunic with a short V on it. Pants of dark with boots of midnight.
Mental:
Blunt, stoic, direct, aloof and a man of few words, Itsuke sees the world with only darkness, for it is his salvation. Though trained with a family of traditional samurai, his sense of honor is twisted and is not to be taken lightly. He is honorable in a dishonorable way. Such examples can be like he will fight dirty, do what he can to disperse his foes but would never raise his blade against one who provided him food or shelter. He would never allow his foes to make the first move and taunts them, gloating here and there but he would never kill an innocent and respects the elderly. He grumbles about authority, but loathes treason and he would cut down traitorous cravens in a heartbeat. Itsuke's 'sense of freedom' is being able to do whatever he likes, however he wants without restriction... within reasoning, of course. If something or someone gets in the way of that, he will either eliminate or avoid it. Avoidance is a more likely choice as eliminating someone might bring needless attention. In this dark swordsman, there might just be a hint of madness.
Regardless, as an ANBU, a job is a job. No more, no less.
Itsuke is the type of man who will say what is on his mind, if the fancy strikes him. He would never speak unless the situation demands it and prefers to allow his sword, Byakuya, do all the talking. However, when he does indeed talk, his words are direct. No beating around the bush. Quite capable of making friends, he does not really have many. He might be a dark person, but his twisted mind knows loyalty very well.
Emotions, Itsuke believes, would dull his work. But even off-duty, his emotionless might throw people off and has kept some at distance. If there is someone or something he trusts and confide in... well, that would be darkness. Darkness is his ally.
Background:
A second son does not inherit nor become great.Fuji Itsuke is the second son of Fuji Chitose. Born of out wedlock, his mother was an Arcadian, a woman with stark-white hair. The birth was difficult, however, as Itsuka could not handle the strain and died as result. Chitose had made it in time to hear his son's cries. Itsuke's birth was unique, as is every Fuji, for they are descended from an ancient clan of warriors who devoted their lives to country, battle and lord. The clan was blessed spiritually, being somewhat sensitive to reincarnation and possessing a spirit guide in the form of their ancestors. Upon his birth, a Shaman requested by Itsuka detected a potential greatness within the babe that was Itsuke and felt the babe was meant to achieve 'teleos'. Communication with the spirit world confirmed Itsuke had a samurai spirit. However, due to age-old traditions and the say of his father, this was ignored as Itsuke was taken from the shaman's hands. The only life there was for his second son was to fight and protect the heir-apparent, Chitose's first son, Chugo, who was born from his wife. There was no glory or greatness meant for a second, third or fourth son, especially for a bastard son. Such was the ways of the Fuji and life. But the Fates spoke otherwise, for young Itsuke's genius was beyond what the shaman or Chitose could've expected, with an ability thought to be a mere legend... and forgotten.
From the age of two, young Itsuke was drilled into the ways of the sword, taught to handle the power of his ancestors. His father would often tell him he was meant to cut down any who opposed or offended his brother, nothing more, not a master swordsman or that if he turned out to be one, he must allow his brother to shine as he remained in the shadows. But Itsuke never agreed or accepted this. He did not want to stay in his brother's shadow for rest of his life and often rebelled against his father, hating restriction. As young Itsuke grew, along with the streak of white on his black hair, it was evident the second son was better than the first in terms of swordsmanship. Eventually, sword tutorship was banned for Itsuke and the boy, ten, began training on his own, saying these instructors were slowing him down anyway.
Chitose, feeling his son was more trouble than worth, attempted to get rid of him instead. His other two sons could surely serve the position as Chugo's guards. Chitose's wife, Chika, hated Itsuke, a constant reminder of her husband's tryst. The only reason she tolerated him was because her husbad thought he could make use of the bastard boy. Chika proved him wrong. However, a female servant, feeling sorry for the young bastard helped him here and there with food and some shelter. Left alone, his only constant companion was that servant... and his samurai spirit, Yoru. Yoru claimed he was once a member of the original clan that later created the Fuji and a master of the shadows, making him a man of the night. Although Itsuke could never see Yoru's face, being an armored shadow, he learned most of his swordsmanship from his spiritual comrade. Yoru also taught him the basics of Shadow Jutsus since Itsuke began going to the shinobi academy to survive his father's assassination attempts. Going through the academy wasn't bad at all, but as he climbed through the ranks, he felt the Main Branch was not to his satisfaction. Then he realized something, something that cemented his path toward the ANBU...
I was born a bastard and cast aside in the dark. But darkness is my ally. Can you say the same?Merely fifteen, Itsuke mastered the full capability of his bloodline and learned to utilize it to the fullest, even in battle. Mastery over the sword was a mere birthright. Anything with blades on it were mastered in a short period of time. This was thanks to Itsuke's Wrath Seal, that contained all of the knowledge and skills of his ancestors. This also permitted him to communicate with Yoru, and if he wishes, his other ancestors through Yoru. But despite how blessed he was with the sword, he had not reached the true pinnacle of mastery, a lost swordplay technique. Even after he had learned how to manipulate time, it was not enough. But he couldn't access the Fuji family records. That would mean facing his father, who had stopped dispatching assassins to take out his bastard. He had no choice but to enter the spiritual realm through his seal and discover the pinnacle of mastery himself. If he could do that, then maybe...
Sitting in a meditative pose, he closed his eyes and concentrated on his seal. In that moment, he slipped into his inner heart, where Yoru resided. But there was nothing but darkness. Yoru appeared, his face revealed a handsome man with long dark hair and eyes. He cleared his throat and spoke, "Grim, is it not? But such darkness does not necessarily have to be evil. Such darkness could be used for good. Darkness is your ally. Look deep within yourself and understand your true power..."
In that instant, somehow, he was transported to a grassland with an enormous tree in the front of him. In his right hand was a wooden sword. Yoru appeared once more. "Cut that tree down,"
"What? This is but wood. Wood cannot cut wood. Stop playing games, Yoru!"
"Ah, but can it? The mastery of the sword belongs to our bloodline. What you hold is a sword, be it wood or steel. Cut the tree down,"
Itsuke stared at his companion for a while, not believing what he was hearing. The sword belong to him, it was him, his very existence. He could master any type of bladed weapons. It was the sword, the sword was him, his arms, his legs, his body. Wood? No. It was the sword. If wood cannot cut then the wood shall turn into a sword. Turn into a sword...
That's it...!!!
"Be it wood, grass, cloth or... nothingness, all shall fall to my sword!" Itsuke said, dropping the wooden sword and swinging his hand toward the tree, as if he was still holding a blade. Just as he thought he might have had the wrong idea, the tree was cut in half. Yoru grinned.
"You did it. You understood. The sword is not the only thing to be mastered. Why not make others into the sword and master them? Why not use nothingness and turn it into a blade of justice? That is your pinnacle of mastery, Itsuke. This is the formless swordplay, created by the samurai of yore and only their worthy descendants may reach it. You have done well to finally reach it. Now... you must perfect it.
As reward, I shall grant you the full extent of my powers. But beware. The Wrath Seal contains not only all of your ancestors' memories and knowledge, it also holds your rage. The stronger your rage, the more risk my powers could corrupt and take over you. The darkness is a powerful thing, Itsuke. How you use it is up to you. I believe you could even tame the power I could not. Good luck to you... my companion, friend and descendant..."
They call me Blackjack and I am of the dark.Rising in the shinobi ranks while tending to the shadows of the ANBU made Itsuke a very wary person. As grim as he might be, he understood duty and honor. For the sake of the village, dark things must be done. Such is the ways of ANBU. After nearly killing his father and brothers, he became more aware of the power within him, of Yoru's darkness. He now understood Yoru's warning. He went to the Fuji home and asked for an ancestral sword but was refused. He snapped and, well, things happened. Regardless, he went off with Byakuya, a sword Yoru once wielded. The Fuji had three ancestral swords and Byakuya was one of them, a sword with the meaning 'White Night'. It was the perfect fit, so after his slight berserking, he took the sword with him and left, never to return upon the Fuji lands. He carried the surname still only for due respect to his ancestors.
And now a twenty-one year old ANBU, with a skull mask, Itsuke was strong, but even if he had gained a new power and discovered a lost form of swordplay, he still felt he had yet reached teleos. Just not yet.
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Missions:
S-Rank Missions: 0
A-Rank Missions: 0
B-Rank Missions: 0
C-Rank Missions: 0
D-Rank Missions: 0
Missions Finished: 0
Missions Failed: 0
Missions Success: 0
Percentage: 100%
A-Rank Missions: 0
B-Rank Missions: 0
C-Rank Missions: 0
D-Rank Missions: 0
Missions Finished: 0
Missions Failed: 0
Missions Success: 0
Percentage: 100%
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