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[fontsize="12"]Name: Kazuma
Alias/Callsign: N/A
Age: 20
Height: 5’8
Gender: Male
Body Frame: Rugged and Athletic
Natural Hair Color: Jet Black
Natural Eye Color: Golden Brown
Alignment: Neutral
Rank: Training Wheelz
Branch: ANBU
Job: Being cool
Bloodline: None but he is “Opportunistic!”
Kinjutsu: The GATES! [coming soon][/fontsize]
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- Kazuma has a large scar that covers most of the left side of his face. It reaches just above his left eye and extends midway down his check, covering his eye at the base of the scar.
- His skin color is slightly tanned from years of training with fire jutsu.
- His hair is relatively combed and falls just above his shoulder. He normally has the bangs of his hair covering the damaged eye.
- He also has a rather athletic build, suggesting years of training and toning his muscles to suit his physical ability.
- Normal attire for Kazuma: His favorite colors are red and black, which is evident in the clothes that he wears. Aside from special occasions, Kazuma dons a red and black karate-styled gi with matching red pants, finished with gold trim throughout the outfit. He also tends to wear a matching eye patch, the majority of which is covered by the bangs of his hair.
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- Kazuma is a rather complex individual. His personality could be described as quite sarcastic but serious, kind but ill-tempered, rational but also impulsive at times, and honorable yet not delusional.
- He is a rather poised and determined individual, and his knowledge and skills a product of years of hard work.
- Kazuma is a pragmatist that strongly believes in survival over all else. In his own words, he has removed himself from the world’s delusions and only finds truth in what is right in front of him. Currently, he has no real mission or any real calling to speak of.
- A fighter above all else, Kazuma is envious of those with special abilities and is always eager to test his own, self-taught, abilities against the ones they were born with.
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[ k n o w n – h i s t o r y ]:
"Sooner or later I'm going to cut you down."
Not much is known about Kazuma’s past because he rarely talks about it or the origin of the scar that covers the left side of his face. Whether it was based around shame, anger or his general standoffishness, the scarred man tended to keep information about himself hidden from public. What is known is this…
Kazuma was born unlucky. His mother was a missing shinobi from Cloud, and his father was a thief that made her betray her homeland. Together, they ended up having children that they failed to take care of. Love is a tricky emotion. The notion of falling in love with another person, completely devoting one’s self to another and having children with that person is the apex of life for many individuals… it’s the dream. However, reality isn’t so peachy. What happens when that devotion to one another doesn’t equate to love or devotion to their offspring? Abandonment…
The two people that these children needed to depend on the most were too caught up in their own love to truly care for these children. The boy, Kazuma, was sold one child into slavery at the age of 5, and the fate of his sister is unknown to him. Blessed or perhaps cursed with an eidetic memory, he remembers all of it… even from that age. He remembered the beatings that he endured that were supposed to make him “tough.” He remembered being used by women that paid for certain services. He remembered being forced to fight other children as people cheered and bet money on the winner like it was a sport. Every win. Every loss. His innocence being striped away from him and his hope taken away… Kazuma remembered it all.
Kazuma’s world was one of violence, oppression and loneliness, completely devoid of kindness or hope. However, it wasn’t all bad. In fact, his most painful memory is also the memory that gave him the will to live. Filled with sorrow and bloodshed for the majority of his life, a woman did offer him some sort of solace. Her name was Nariko and she became a frequent visitor; getting to know her “companion” the more she visited. Her intentions were unknown to him, but after intercourse she grew into the same irrational person his mother was… one that loved as his mother loved that the thief that had stolen her heart. Nariko taught him simple things, like how to read and write. She also trained him more complex things such as notions of love and the art of deception. She believed that intelligence was a greater power than any other, and trained him to believe the same thing. She even taught him songs as she sung to him on occasion. It was through her that he learned what hope was… what ambition was… what revenge was…
She even named him Kazuma, after her first love.
Eventually, she gave him the information on his parents that he desired, and even spilling the beans about her involvement with the transaction. The wife of the man that bought him tended to know a lot about those types of transactions, and sleeping with the wife of the man left him physically “scarred” for life. Flames had a way of doing that… especially the black flames of an Uchiha scorned. Still… that didn’t stop this woman and her visits. The only thing that stopped her visits was her death…
Rage. Hatred. Vengeance. Wrath…
Nariko had created something she didn’t intend and through her death, a business empire crumbled. Blood dripped from the blades that slashed through the lives of the people responsible. His golden eyes devoid of mercy, only leering at those who’s fates had been sealed the moment they bought this child. He ripped through flesh until there was no more flesh to stab.
That was the end of their story… and the beginning of “Kazuma.”
Sometime later his parents also threw curses toward the boy that they had sold.
His parents were surprised that the boy they had sold so long ago had survived this long. They had forgotten all about him, but they were the center of Kazuma’s attention for so long. He kept eyes on them since he left his former “master’s” business. Kazuma had trained for this moment, ferociously training mind, body and spirit in the arts of the three shinobi disciplines to ensure his victory.
They died that day… and sister… she wasn’t there.
However, something didn’t quite sit right with him.
The guilt and regret in their eyes…
The protective father that shielded the mother as their child demanded to know what they did to his sister…
How they accepted their deaths but begged that he “stopped there” as if there was another that they needed to protect.
Perhaps these two had managed to regain some semblance of humanity, after all. It didn’t matter to him, but perhaps it mattered to his sister.
Honestly, he truly didn’t know but he figured that he’d find out sooner or later. She’d come for him…
What would happen then was unknown…
Kazuma was born unlucky. His mother was a missing shinobi from Cloud, and his father was a thief that made her betray her homeland. Together, they ended up having children that they failed to take care of. Love is a tricky emotion. The notion of falling in love with another person, completely devoting one’s self to another and having children with that person is the apex of life for many individuals… it’s the dream. However, reality isn’t so peachy. What happens when that devotion to one another doesn’t equate to love or devotion to their offspring? Abandonment…
The two people that these children needed to depend on the most were too caught up in their own love to truly care for these children. The boy, Kazuma, was sold one child into slavery at the age of 5, and the fate of his sister is unknown to him. Blessed or perhaps cursed with an eidetic memory, he remembers all of it… even from that age. He remembered the beatings that he endured that were supposed to make him “tough.” He remembered being used by women that paid for certain services. He remembered being forced to fight other children as people cheered and bet money on the winner like it was a sport. Every win. Every loss. His innocence being striped away from him and his hope taken away… Kazuma remembered it all.
Kazuma’s world was one of violence, oppression and loneliness, completely devoid of kindness or hope. However, it wasn’t all bad. In fact, his most painful memory is also the memory that gave him the will to live. Filled with sorrow and bloodshed for the majority of his life, a woman did offer him some sort of solace. Her name was Nariko and she became a frequent visitor; getting to know her “companion” the more she visited. Her intentions were unknown to him, but after intercourse she grew into the same irrational person his mother was… one that loved as his mother loved that the thief that had stolen her heart. Nariko taught him simple things, like how to read and write. She also trained him more complex things such as notions of love and the art of deception. She believed that intelligence was a greater power than any other, and trained him to believe the same thing. She even taught him songs as she sung to him on occasion. It was through her that he learned what hope was… what ambition was… what revenge was…
She even named him Kazuma, after her first love.
Eventually, she gave him the information on his parents that he desired, and even spilling the beans about her involvement with the transaction. The wife of the man that bought him tended to know a lot about those types of transactions, and sleeping with the wife of the man left him physically “scarred” for life. Flames had a way of doing that… especially the black flames of an Uchiha scorned. Still… that didn’t stop this woman and her visits. The only thing that stopped her visits was her death…
Rage. Hatred. Vengeance. Wrath…
Nariko had created something she didn’t intend and through her death, a business empire crumbled. Blood dripped from the blades that slashed through the lives of the people responsible. His golden eyes devoid of mercy, only leering at those who’s fates had been sealed the moment they bought this child. He ripped through flesh until there was no more flesh to stab.
That was the end of their story… and the beginning of “Kazuma.”
Sometime later his parents also threw curses toward the boy that they had sold.
His parents were surprised that the boy they had sold so long ago had survived this long. They had forgotten all about him, but they were the center of Kazuma’s attention for so long. He kept eyes on them since he left his former “master’s” business. Kazuma had trained for this moment, ferociously training mind, body and spirit in the arts of the three shinobi disciplines to ensure his victory.
They died that day… and sister… she wasn’t there.
However, something didn’t quite sit right with him.
The guilt and regret in their eyes…
The protective father that shielded the mother as their child demanded to know what they did to his sister…
How they accepted their deaths but begged that he “stopped there” as if there was another that they needed to protect.
Perhaps these two had managed to regain some semblance of humanity, after all. It didn’t matter to him, but perhaps it mattered to his sister.
Honestly, he truly didn’t know but he figured that he’d find out sooner or later. She’d come for him…
What would happen then was unknown…
The Village Hidden in Clouds…
Eventually, Kazuma ended up in the Lightning Country, looking for some type stable income. Stability was a quality that a vagabond was rarely afforded with so the prospect of setting up shop seemed appealing. The Hidden Cloud Village provided him with just that opportunity. At first, it was just freelance work but eventually the relationship blossomed into something more.
Deciding that the best way to show off his own skills would be to become an officially sanctioned Cloud shinobi, Kazuma powered his way through the official channels. He tested out of the academy, a given considering how old he would’ve been if he actually taken classes with children. Kazuma also obtained Genin and Chuunin ranks soon after, eventually transferring over to the ANBU corps as an AiT… oddity considering his overall “fondness” for taking orders. However, survival and proving his battle prowess were the most important things to Kazuma and playing this role gave him the best chance to earn his own.
Besides, he had fought for money before, and he thought it’d be a nice change to fight on his own volition (mostly) and earn money for himself for a change. Yup. We’ll see where the story goes from here. The Legend of Kazuma had just begun!
Deciding that the best way to show off his own skills would be to become an officially sanctioned Cloud shinobi, Kazuma powered his way through the official channels. He tested out of the academy, a given considering how old he would’ve been if he actually taken classes with children. Kazuma also obtained Genin and Chuunin ranks soon after, eventually transferring over to the ANBU corps as an AiT… oddity considering his overall “fondness” for taking orders. However, survival and proving his battle prowess were the most important things to Kazuma and playing this role gave him the best chance to earn his own.
Besides, he had fought for money before, and he thought it’d be a nice change to fight on his own volition (mostly) and earn money for himself for a change. Yup. We’ll see where the story goes from here. The Legend of Kazuma had just begun!
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