User:Oblivion Dragoon
| The Master Assassin Ezio | |
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| Location: | Wandering |
| Gender: | Male |
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About me[edit | edit source]
Xal's the name, full name Xaliirekur. I'm the OC of Ming Ling/Sarah (Real name strictly kept secret.)
I'm the son of a powerful female assassin by the name of Sephera and a legendary swordsman who is quite infamous around some parts of the universe. My mother worked for a messed up Cult called Los Illuminados who wanted to seize control of everything and all that jazz, and inorder to do so they did whatever they could to make top warriors and killing machines out of the children born to their cult before the toddlers could even walk. I was one of those unfortunate kids. Before I was even born, the cult fused my soul with that of a dark lunar dragon's, and I became a hybrid humanoid "Dragoon" of sorts. This meaning I can morph into a half breed or full fledged Dragon when circumstances call for it. Keep in mind im not a god mod, I have my limits..as in Im alot weaker during the daytime than I am under the moonlight. Plus I rarely morph into a dragon since it wears me out turning back afterwards. And my 'dragoon' hybrid form has a hard time telling the difference between friend and foe.
But anyways growing up was not soo bad as far as an assassin in training goes. Besdies being cooped up in a giant castle with mom, a midgit named Salazar, and tons of chanting monks, I had two friends to help me through it all. The first was my pet miniature white wyvern named Eclipse, a gift from my mother that she obtained on one of her many travels. The next was Kovu, a fellow assassin in training who was pretty much like a blood brother to me. Everything was going smoothly...til my father returned from a month long mission one day. Something about him was...different, and he said he wanted to take back the universe for his 'mother'. After that he went on a killing spree of gruesome porportions. Mom tried to stop him and snap dad out of his insane state of mind, but was severely wounded in the process and slipped into acoma. Seeing my mother get wounded like that infront of my tender seven yr old eyes, I went temporarily insane as a result of my shock and tried to also attack my old man in revenge. I too was quickly defeated, and not only that; but I absorbed part of the dark energy my father was giving off. Laying on the ground bloodied and broken, father said I was not strong enough to fill his footsteps and proudly call a 'son' and left me and mom for dead; vanishing into a dark portal never to be seen again.
Life for me soon picked up again, but not soo much since mom was still in acoma. Thankfully Eclipse and Kovu were there for me so I managed to get by, though the killing missions and thefts for the Los Illuminados left me kinda numb. Then again someone had to replace my mother in the clan and I was the next best thing, so I never got to know what a true teenage life was like. But soon things took a turn for the worse yet again; seeing as how Osmond Saddler aka leader of the Los Illuminados managed to find a sleeper agent in his ranks. The sleeper agent was none other than Kovu...and guess who that old fossil chose to wipe him out? Yeah you got it, me...sadistic windbag must have enjoyed telling me these orders. Nevertheless, with a heavy heart I went to confront Kovu; and he admitted his guilt, saying he was indeed sent when he realized his purpose. However instead of putting up a fight, he begged me to end his suffering, for he no longer wished to be a tool for the government to simply take lives without batting an eye or shedding a tear, someone if who they died..would not be missed or mourned for. I furfilled his wish, before turning my hatred on the clan that raised me, for I didnt want to end up like Kovu. Burning the castle down with most of the clan inside..I left my life behind me, abandoning even my old name "Maverick" to which the clan gave me.
A few weeks of traveling, my hatred for those who made me brewing more and more...somehow triggered that darkness father left in me upon my injuries from his blade. This of course drew the attention of some really weird creatures made of pure shadow. They were made up of the same substance my father's energy gave off. But before I could realize what they really were, they attacked me in a crazed swarm..and when I came to; I realized I was lacking half my heart. Yup that's right folks...I'm a halfbreed nobody; beings that sustain their bodies when their hearts are lost to darkness. There were a few advantages and disadvantages to this of course. The perks being I still had my emotions unlike other humanoid nobodies and I dont need to fake what I feel. I could also travel to different worlds through 'corridors of darkness'. And I could summon a flock of 'wyvern nobodies' to my aid. They looked alot like my pet Eclipse, except they are bigger, black with blue underbellies and inner wings, and have red slitted eyes. And speaking of Eclipse, he too is a nobody, but can now change his size at will. Meaning he could be the size of a teacup poodle one moment, and the size of a five story building the next. The downside though; is if I strain myself too much, the darkness within what's left in my heart could grow out of control and consume me completly then. But now on to how I ended up here in the realm of the assassins of earth.
More months passed as I searched for my missing half of my heart, I soon crossed paths with a woman much like myself named Rika. She said I had great potentiol and asked me to join her for I wasent alone in my quest. Turns out she ran a clan of beings much like myself...except they completly lost their hearts. The clan went by "The Neo Organization XIII reborn." And Rika's purpose was to furfill the goals of the leader of the previous Org XII; Xemnas. These goals were to steal as many hearts as possible and refill Kingdom Hearts to open the doors to said world and reclaim our lost hearts hopefully. I happily joined, and made many friends. Rialx, a fiery red head who was like an annoying sister to me. Lexzl a lightening weilding goofy little bro of sorts who somewhat reminded me of a surfer. And Kozix, a lovely white haired dual eye colored beauty who meant the world to me. We were all closely bonded through our goals and became a tight knit group, promising we'd all be friends forever, even after our hearts were returned. Sadly, that wasent soo, since two keybladers by the name of Sora and Riku; along with their groupies; came to put a stop to our dreams.
Sora was a punk when it came to stepping up to me...but that Riku fella..he really worked on my nerves. And the fact he looked like me made me hate him even more. Kinda made me wonder if my old man knocked up some broad and he was the result, thus replacing me. Well that's what I believed why we looked soo much alike. But nevertheless, everytime we locked horns alot of chaos ensued as a result. And the last fight I had with him nearly leveled part of the one city block. Kozix was helping me with him since he was blocking our path to Sora who was heading off to fight our leader Rika. Since I was in a blind rage, I was carelessly hemraging my powers and losing fast; and in a last ditch effort; morphed into my dragon form. It was obvious though that Riku handled a dragon before, since he mopped the floor with me. And as I laid there wounded and near unconcious, he turned his sights on Kozix. Panicking, seeing the scene of my father attacking and wounding mother playing before me again, I blasted one last fire weapon towards the ground, splitting it and causing chunks of earth to fall into the abyss below. Kozix got to safety by means of my wyverns, and Riku clung onto the edge via embedding his Keyblade into the side. I wasent soo lucky...falling into the unknown below, last thing I heard was Kozix's screams for me.
Waking up from what felt like days later, I found myself in not a world of shadow...but instead something entirely different. A world where time stood still, modern reinassance and templar warriors with iron fists of justice. Asking around, I was told I was in Florence. And with my wings in plain view, people kept asking if I was a demon...if they didnt run away in terror first. I told them I was fused with a dragon's soul before my birth, which struck awe in alot of people..saying I was a blessed being. Well it didnt take long before those Templar pigs caught wind of me and dragged me off to a holding cell, saying I was something of great interest to 'expirament' on. I thought I was done for, that was til a crafty hooded male in not black, but white pwned all my captors with plenty of time to spare before busting me out of that hellhole. I thanked him and asked if he was a nobody like myself...he gave me a puzzeled look which clearly meant 'no' before introducing himself as Ezio Audiotore. He then told me all about the world I was in and took great interest to the fact I too was forced into a life of the assassin. However he reassured me assassins here were much different than the ones I came to know growing up. He then offered me a job working under him along with many others as a new type of assassin, the type that my mother always wanted to be; one that fought to make peace, not cause bloodshed and despair.
"We work in dark, to serve the light...nothing is true, everything is permitted. These ancient words are our creed, we are assassins." Those were Ezio's words, and now they are my motto. I dont know how I got here, but I know I have a reason, and I'll find it, even if I have to carve through thousands of Templars along the way.
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