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Zoivita Eklektus

"I was raised by the Roenshi, but I'm actually a human."

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a character in “Until The End: The Battle of the Gods”, as played by TnevdaNai

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T h e B a s i c s

        a naмe: Zoivita Eklektus
        age ιѕ вυт a nυмвer: 18
        ι ιdenтιғy aѕ a: Male
        love can вe тrιcĸy: Heterosexual
        ι мay ѕeeм norмal вυт ι'м acтυally: Human brought up by Roenshi
        I нavε bεεи cнσsεи by: Nero of Water


I n t o M y H e a d

        wнo ι aм: Zoi is a very unpredictable individual. First he may appear to be calm and gentle like a placcid ocean, then may suddenly erupt into a very violent person, like a huge wave or whirlpool in a stormy weather. When he is around the Lightning, this violent side of him arises more often due to the relationship of a rough sea and a storm. Most of the time, Zoi is meek and quiet, not really joining in conversations with the other Gods. He sometimes also seems rather featherbrained and clumsy as well, also never getting angry very often. He's very nurturing towards animals and children, being able to sooth them with just his presence. Despite his powerful, destructive potential as the Vessel of Water, Zoi's humility underestimates himself. Despite his quietness, people often find themselves willing to confide with him because they feel at ease after sharing things with him despite Zoi just listening. His presence itself is calm and soothing to others. Zoi speaks very politely and uses many honorifics. Zoi may have been raised by the Roenshi, but they always taught him to honor his lineage thus he involves himself with human affairs and seems to genuinely care about their predicament.
        тнe тнιngѕ ι нave ѕeen: The Roenshi, a race of people who lived underwater, found a baby in the bushes near a body of water. A life from the land above, they believed the child could possibly the Chosen One of the Roenshi Prophecy. They nurtured the child, coming to land once a while to feed him. Zoivita meant 'Life of Lives', a meaning of the Roenshi that meant 'Survivor'. Even at a young age, Zoi had always displayed love for water at an almost spiritual level that even the Roenshi have never seen. Finally, the Roenshi King agreed that the child would be trained in their arts and fulfill his destiny, if he was the Chosen One. Several years, he trained, on land and underwater. Now, he is ready to assume his role as the Vessel for the Water God, Nero.
        мy deѕιreѕ:
        ☆ The Water and it's people, the Roenshi
        ☆ Surfing
        ☆ Fish
        ☆ Blue

        мy ғearѕ
        ✘ Water Pollution
        ✘ That he isn't a Roenshi
        ✘ Conflict
        ✘ Red
        ✘ Thunderstorms, that includes the presence of Lightning


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A B i t D e e p e r:

        wнaт мaĸeѕ мe мe: Zoi's fighting style is like the flow of water, techniques passed down by Roenshi warriors. The Roenshi fight style does not have sudden jerks but instead have a flowing motion, a hidden meaning behind each movement, a goal in mind with each change in direction. The fight style mainly incorporates dodging and deflecting attacks while using the less force to stop it, but also have its own devastating moves, a tribute to the ocean's unpredictable nature. While Zoi doesn't always use it, he owns a Roenshi trident, a staple to the Roenshi army. Zoi always carries a leather water bag with him.
        no one can ĸnow: Zoi was raised by the Roenshi and thus, wishes he was a Roenshi. He is envious of them for being able to live underwater in the ocean for their entire life. He was found a baby by a Roenshi scout who went on land to check up on the war. Zoi fears that his parents had abandoned him. According to Roenshi prophecy, he might be the Chosen One, a being from land that would be raised by the Roenshi to help end the conflict between the Gods.
        мιѕcellaneoυѕ:
        Zoi's parents were actually killed in a battle. As a last resort to keep the child safe, his mother placed him in the bushes near a body of water to hide him. Later, a Roenshi scout would come over and find him.
        Zoi has Roenshi tattoos on his left side, spanning from the left side of his chest all the way to his left hand. These are made from a Roenshi mixture of bioluminescent chemicals. The tattoos only luminate a light blue when in contact with water.

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So begins...

Zoivita Eklektus's Story

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Character Portrait: Era Sareph Character Portrait: Lyra Hensworth Character Portrait: Zoivita Eklektus Character Portrait: Ceven Lannian Character Portrait: Cain Character Portrait: Livia Wolfwood
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The clock strikes twelve.

A new cycle has begun. Asleep or awake, this is the one time the vessel will be forcibly pulled into the dream realm, effectively passing out, to find themselves in the same situation. They find themselves at the end of a long hallway, alone. Everything is white. Floors, walls, ceiling; it is hard to tell where one ends and the other begins. In the distance, a shining doorway shines a soft glow onto them.

Do you walk towards the light, hero?

It takes a moment for the glare to die down enough to finally allow some sort of visibility. The doorway, turns out, opens into an enormous, perfectly round room. Silence is given a whole new meaning at entering room. Ears almost ring from the absence of sound. The ceiling must be high, for any echoes just seemed to be eaten alive by this immense space. At one end of the room lies eight doorways, side by side, all of which will have equally confused participants slowly emerging from them. At the other end, two figures can be seen in the distance.

The first, a young girl sitting on a ledge of the same white, unblemished finish as the rest of this space. It is high enough to keep her feet from touching the ground. Her hands grip the edge with a slight sense of unease, though her soft features offer nothing but a tired, yet kind smile. Her clear eyes carried a quality of reassurance, as if there was an irresistible prejudice in your favor. That you could do no wrong.

The second, a man, stands with undeniable poise and grace. He is stern, and his dark locks create a stark contrast to this overly white space. The way his eyes pierce through one makes it seem as if he has already deduced everything there is to know about you. He has the air of confidence of one was has already unraveled all of life’s mysteries. The majesty of a king, and the strength of a true leader.
Both emanate a unique glow. A sight beyond the pens of lyric poets. An ocean in its terrifying power and rhythmic grace. As if they command the knowledge of a thousand scholars, the empathy of a thousand lovers, the mystery of a thousand strangers. The closest to gods one could ever witness with the bare eye.

Upon closer inspection, it can be observed that a partition, clear as glass, is actually splitting the two parties from each other. Four doors on one side, four on the other. Sound does not travel between them.

The girl is the first to move. Jumping down from her seat with a flurry of golden locks. “Welcome.” She looks apologetically to her new comrades. The man crosses his arms, clearly taking a different approach. He is anything but sorry to see you there. Instead, he says,
“Congratulations.”