||FULL NAME||
Kenji Umeki
||AGE||
24
||RACE||
Human
||SEXUAL PREFERENCE||
Homosexual
||EQUIPMENT||
Kenji's favored weapon is his katana. He's had it since he was a little boy and he's held it dearly since that day. It was given the name Oboro, meaning cursed sword. No, it's not really cursed. Kenji actually came up with a concoction in his free time that's highly poisonous. He coats his katana in it most nights after use. One poke with this liquid and in an instant the opponents body will be very weakened and to the point where the muscles stop working, leading to paralysis. It takes a little while, but it also counts the heart. Basically after an hour or so the heart will stop and lead to death. So there's really no escaping death after battling Kenji, not like he'll let his opponent escape in the first place. But of course there are flaws to everything. Sometimes he'll forget to coat his sword or he'll run out of poison. Also if his opponent is very large and burly then the poison wont take affect for a while longer. He also carries a small dagger to make quiet secret kills. Of course he carries his trusty poison, the one he has yet to name. Then lastly he keeps a thin wire on hand to make quiet and also clean kills. He'll pop up behind an opponent, wrap the wire around their neck and squeeze the life out of them. Then he won't have to deal with the dreaded blood.
||HEIGHT||
6'1
||WEIGHT||
163
||BODY TYPE||
Slim and Muscular
||SKIN COLOR||
Pale
||HAIR COLOR||
Shiny Black
||HAIR LENGTH||
It travels to his mid back but he ties it up in a pony tail, its tradition.
||EYE COLOR||
This is where it gets interesting. After contaminating his eyes with some chemical, his eye color varies. It can be from a sweet baby blue, to bloodshot red, and even a dull grey.
||SCARS||
Kenji believes in pureness, he does what ever he can to avoid ever lasting scars, he's still clear to this day.
||CLOTHING||
To this day, Kenji has continued to wear the same style of clothing from his childhood. And that would be a kimono and wooden sandals. That's all. He's super simple. Some times it's blue with white trim and sometimes its black with white, he randomly alters the colors. Some say he has several kimonos with him, others say that he dies his clothes. Also he ties his hair up with a black or white ribbon, which ever ones not in his hair, is tied to his wrist. They are both held dearly to him.
||STRENGTHS||
☯ Stealth ~ People never see or hear Kenji coming. Somehow he has gotten the sound of his footsteps to be nonexistent. And he can hide in the shadows better than anyone he's ever met. It's almost as if he's a ghost.
☯ Agility ~ Kenji also has unbelievable speed and movement. He can dodge in attack with swift quick movements to the point that the opponent wont even know what happened. Not only that but his attacks are just the same, most people wont even know what happened. He also can run very fast, that's why most opponents don't escape his clutches.
☯ Alchemy ~ Over the time, Kenji has grown quite skilled in the art of potion and poison making. He knows every berry, herb, and root out there. It's quite impressive, his knowledge. He's never read a single book either, he's found out all these things by mere experimentation.
☯ Organization and Cleanliness ~ Kenji is a bit impulsive. He enjoys perfectness and pureness. Symmetry as well. When he attacks an opponent with his katana, he'll make nice clean cuts. Severing areas that don't release as much blood, just to keep his clothes and battle field clean. Also if he has a room or work space, everything will be orderly and straight.
||WEAKNESSES||
☢ Range ~ Kenji has a great disadvantage at range. He likes to battle up close and personal, therefore he has zero ranged weapons.
☢ Breakdowns ~ Kenji at times can have breakdowns in the middle of battle. If he damages his clothes or doesn't make a perfect cut, he will go nuts, but only on the inside. On the outside it'd almost be like he shuts down and just refuses to move.
☢ Strength ~ He isn't the strongest guy out there. He usually has to work very hard to get his slices perfect. Plus if he has to fight against a big guy or gal then he might have a bit of trouble. He really only has his sneak skills to rely on if hes facing someone like that.
||PERSONALITY||
Kenji is a complicated fellow. It's almost as if he's emotionless. His facial expressions never change, he doesn't think before he kills, hes never loved, basically he does nothing that involves emotion. Its as if that part of his brain just doesn't function. He's basically an empty shell. Not only that but he's very quiet. He barely makes a peep. Not like he has anyone to speak with in the first place, but still. Some could say hes just very calm, not letting anything phase him. There's no happiness, but there isn't anger, he doesn't give compliments, but he doesn't insult either. People who have met him without taking harm say that there must be something in his past that has made him this way.
Although, within all this emptiness, Kenji knows he can feel a little something, deep deep deep within himself. Almost like all of his feelings are barely scratching at his insides, trying to reach the surface for air. But there's a barrier in the way. A large wall blocking them from being acknowledged. For some reason he just can't break the wall down himself. He's tried everything. He hopes that eventually after killing enough people he will feel the feeling known as guilt or maybe even sadness.
With all of his emotions out of the way, he's had a lot of time to educate himself. Experimenting with nature, and more nature... He doesn't really know what else to experiment with in his conditions. Most of the time he just turns solids into liquids, mixes them together, and sees what happens. He's made explosions, vomit inducing concoctions, and even his all famous paralysis poison. Plus he's gotten to observe much of natures different physical and chemical properties. It's as if hes one with nature.
Other than these things, there's not much else to Kenji. He's just a simple empty husk.
Kenji has quite a traumatic history. Really the cause of his lack of emotions. At first he had a simple life. Living with a mother and father and his much older brother. He was actually content, eating, playing, and laughing. Although they weren't the richest family. They lived in the bad area of a giant town he doesn't know the name of. Probably a memory he has forgotten. One day when Kenji was about five, some low life bandits invaded his home. They were in search for any kind of money they could find. Kenji's mother was holding him and his brother and father were barricading them from danger. Which ended being pointless. While the bandits were raiding the house Kenji's brother and father came up with a plan to sneak up on the three bandits. His mother pleaded for them not to but they tried their hearts out, with good intentions nonetheless. Unfortunately they were both murdered, stabbed by the filthy bandits rusty daggers. Blood was everywhere. Kenji cried and cried, the bandits still pushing forward. Eventually they found nothing worth their time except the loose change on the dead family members so as a compromise they decided to take the mom.
Kenji was left in the house in a mixture of his father and brothers blood, too innocent to know what was happening, but old enough to know that what happened was the worst thing that could be. After a day of crying for mommy and daddy, a family friend of the Umeki's walked in on the horror scene after hearing poor Kenji as he walked by the house. The friend was horrified, not as scarred as Kenji though. After that Kenji lived with this friend known as Daisuke. And he was never the same. It was hard for Daisuke to get him to eat, and Kenji would always pretend to sleep, but he never could. Eventually after seven years of torturous nightmares and feeling nothing but emptiness, Kenji left. Saying nothing to Daisuke, leaving him worried.
Kenji lived his life traveling from different towns and sleeping in the streets, maybe a room in another persons house if he was lucky. It wasn't a reasonable life but Kenji could care less. He was just searching for what his life could be and way to be able to feel again. When he turned thirteen he began to steal, in the hopes that he might be able to feel some kind of excitement. Sadly enough, that was a failure. He felt absolutely nothing. Then one day he spotted a katana in the blacksmiths of some little village. He knew it was something he wanted, so he waltzed in and stole it off the counter when the blacksmith was distracted hammering some metal. Unfortunately the blacksmith caught him, but to Kenji's surprise, the man let him keep it as long as he promised to never steal again and to never return to the village. The now teen boy nodded and ran off to his next destination.
For the rest of his teen years, he spent his time foraging in the wild. Living with nature, experimenting with it. He also trained a lot with fighting skills and with his katana. Eventually he became a professional with these things and he decided to search for his feelings in a darker way. Once he was nineteen, he came across the mighty kingdom of Dunn. He decided to join the army and train his skills further. He never followed the rules or the dress code, but they accepted him because his skills were beyond they've ever seen for a young human. This is when he started killing actual people, trying to drag out that feeling of pain and guilt, which failed once again. But he's kept on, with nothing better to do, and the hope that if he kills enough he will eventually feel something. To this day he is fighting in this army, even in the battle to find the mysterious princess, Sakura....