Ixaz Azos

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Name: Ixaz Azos

Gender: Male

Good or Evil: Evil

Game: XXX

Appearance: Ixaz has red hair, worn bakc. It is kind of spikey, but not really. His left eye is dark blue, whilst his left eye is always red due to his sharingan. Around his neck is a red scarf, symbolizing the blood of those KIA. On his back is a katana, his main/first weapon. It is rather strong, but not as much as his future weapons will be. Ixaz inhabits his left arm with a tatoo of his family emblem. Around his right calf, Ixaz has a white wrap.

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Strengths: Ixaz basically likes everything. Everyone has his trust to begin with, but if you lose it, don't bother thrying to regain it. It isn't happeneing.

Weaknesess: Posers

Homeland: TWTNW

History: ((NOTE: THIS HISTORY IS DONE IN FIRST PERSON))
Zaiya Azos. That was my original name. My birth name, some might say. But, in truth, I'm not sure. Hell, what am I sure of these days? I may only be eighteen, but I have no memory. I guess. Well, I supose every story has a beggining. So, That's where I'll start. I guess.

I was born under the name of Zaiya Azos around eighteen years ago, to my father Tom and my mother Lisa. I had a younger brother named Jack, and a younger sister named Alex. We would've been one happy family if not for all the problems. My father was a serious alchoholic, and my mother was a prostitue. My father, however, had no knowledge of my mother's "night out." At least, not until he came home one day. He had a dozen roses, and a bottle of whine. If he was looking to surprise us, he was doin' fine. I heard him shout for mother up and down the hall, then i heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall. I was put to bed for the night, as were Jack and Alex. As morning approached, I ran into my mother's room like every morning. She had cancer, so I was always afraid she'd die. My jaw fell about a foot when I saw she wasn't there. Going to the front door, i noticed the headline in the paper. father's truck was buried in the local motel. I guess the deskclerk said he saw it all real clear: he never hit the brakes. And he was shiftin gears. Mother is in the graveyard, father's in the pen. I started crying, but that was when everything went all weird and stuff.

My siblings had gone missing, as well as everything in the house. Soon, it was just a white, blank space. I started panicing, unknown to the details of what had happened. It was then that I was visited by someone in a strange outfit. As I stood up from the ground, I noticed that it was mainly just a robe. Black in immediate color, but had a zipper along the front. Near the top, the hooded part, there were two some trails of white. They seemed like fur, but the vision is blurry. He taked to me for a while, then opened two portals of darkness. According to him, one lead my old life, the regular life that I had been living. My mother and father would even be alive. However, as a catch, it would only be the past month. This would force me to live through it again, giving me a second try at choosing the other one. The other one lead to a place caleld 'Organization XIII' composed of XIII nobodies. He then gave his name: 'Kelyx.' I chose to go through the one on the right, the one leading to the Organization. Kelyx laughed slightly, which kind of scared me, honestly.

So, I was fifteen years old and a human. They despised me, and still do to date. Kelyx brought me there for a reason though, and I intended to find out what it was. By now, the memories are a litle clearer, this happeneing only three years ago. The reason the memories were as blurry as they were was because of what happened then. Kelyx told me about the Organization, nobodies, heartless, demons and slightly about Unbirth. I had no clue what he was talking about, so i blocked it out. bad move. That same day, Kelyx turned me into a heartless. I guess that when someone is a heartless, they are also a nobody. That's why its so blurry, i only have half of the memory.

So, that's basically my story. I guess there's more to come, but eh, what the hell do I know when it comes down to that stuff? For all I know, this clould be the ending. But, in life, every ending is only a new beggining..