Yukina

Name: Yukina Tarka.

Age: 19.

Race: Human.

Inheritance -- Allows Yukina to alter minor parts of her appearance at her leisure. This includes her hair colour, eye colour, skin tone etc. She is unable to change the bulk of her physical or facial structure, and therefore is always partly recognisable to those who know her.

Elements: Water - Illusion – Space.

Appearance: A fine creature, her porcelain white skin reminiscent of a doll. She has the amber, glowing eyes typical of one of the species of which she was once a member, which contrasts the teal hue of her long, silken hair. Yukina stands at a comfortable five foot ten inches tall, her body well proportioned, albeit verging on being too skinny for her height. Her skin-coloured nails appear to be more like claws than human nails, and her canine teeth are sharp to the point at which they more resemble fangs than human teeth.

It should be noted, however, that due to Yukina’s inheritance the tonal qualities of her appearance are subject to change at a whim.

Personality: Yukina is quite simply not a nice person. Death has twisted her in a way that no one could have anticipated, to the point where she remembers a day when she may have treated everyone with love, but hardly cares for that time. She enjoys watching others suffer, and is a major advocate for the torture of the weak. On the flipside, to her allies, Yukina is almost loving. She treats them with something near to compassion, albeit slightly twisted, for the mere fact that they can help her to achieve her goals, whatever they may be. Despite these factors of her personality, Yukina is practically bipolar, and the interactions one has with her on one occasion may be vastly different to the next time they meet her.

Affinities: Yukina has high speed and agility, as well as strength. She relies on these attributes almost solely in combat, combining her fluid movement with powerful blows to attempt to overpower and overwhelm an enemy. She is an opportunist, never wasting a moment's weakness in an enemy due to some preconceived notion of 'honour'. Her sadistic nature also gives way to an affinity of torture, able to use cruel techniques to squeeze information out of her enemies if she so desires. While quite shallow, she is able to use her physical appearance as a factor as well, seducing enemies before ‘having her way with them’.

Weakness: Yukina’s combat weaknesses stem from her defences. Her physical defence is low, and she is more susceptible to the Source, (not merely the element, but all ‘magic’ type effects that utilize the Source). She is also quite mentally unstable, difficult to understand by other people, her mood often swinging from one extreme to another. Her vanity is another of her downfalls, almost fanatically obsessed with the need for perfection.

Origin: Final Fantasy (no longer able to link, it’s gone) // Kingdom Hearts.

History: As a human, Yukina was weak. Talkative, annoying, a real generic 'hero'-type. The kind of person the new version of herself hated. She lived in Disney Castle, wholly oblivious to the true nature of the worlds, before being shipped off to Olympus Coliseum to become something -- a fighter. It was here where her life began to change, for the better or worse depended on who you were. She met two men that one hot day, two men that would change her forever. One was the reptile-hybrid, the one they called Etzolix. He was ivory-haired and as playful as her, but there was something deeper about him. He had more substance than the girl, his drive for power was authentic, unlike her misguided attempts to become something she could never be. The other was the cloaked man whom she would come to live with not long after, the one named MorpheusZero. It was here, on this very day, that her future began to form. She was told that if she didn't help to kill the third man present that day, some kind of human cat hybrid, that she would be killed. It was here that she began to change, that her desire for self preservation outweighed her desire to do what was right. So she helped them, and the strange cat creature was damned to the Underworld for eternity.

She left not long after, hoping not to be drawn into some conflict she wasn't ready for. But something about that meeting, about helping to bring about another's demise, that enticed her. She couldn't explain it, it was as if a deeper power, a dormant darkness had been awakened within her. She returned to the Underworld, the abode of the Nobody, Morpheus. It was here she lived for a short while, constantly interacting with the two men that she met that day. Her mental state all the while declining and the darkness within her constantly growing, twisting her into a completely other person.

And then, suddenly, she left. There was no explanation, except that she knew she had to leave. She traversed the worlds for what felt like an eternity, the time in each not passing in the same ways it had back home. She crossed universes, settling in one for a while where she attained a greater power, becoming a dictator of sorts. But she felt unfulfilled, joyless. She missed him. She didn't know why, all she knew was that she did. She wasn't sure why, if she loved him or some other such nonsense, but all she knew was that she needed to see him one more time.

Returning to the universe that was once her home, Yukina cast off the power she had since attained in favour of reuniting with the one person who had made her feel alive. But she became lost, stranded between planets until she decided that perhaps she could get him to come to her. Commandeering a gummi ship from a nearby, unknown planet, she acquired a crew and began terrorising the ships she found, plundering them for all they had. She was something of a space pirate, a terrorist. It wasn't that she wanted to do it, although she wasn't opposed to the bloodshed, she just knew that the chaos would attract him. Or at least, that was the plan.

Eventually, however, as all good things do, her time as a space renegade ended. She was captured, taken aboard an enemy ship and locked up. But fate had something else in mind, and she wasn't there for any more than two days before he arrived. The ivory haired boy from her youth, but how he had changed. She was flooded with emotion at the sight of him, there was so much she needed to say, but there wasn't any time. Together they lead the escape, but there was a complication. For everyone else to escape, Etzolix would have to be left behind. It was difficult, more difficult than she had expected it to be. But she did it, he wouldn't have forgiven her if she stayed, so she left, promising herself she would find him again.

As her ship left Deep Space, it was halted by an ensuing fleet of Heartless. The resistance was valiant, but ultimately in vain, and the entire crew were left at the mercy of the Heartless. She couldn't remember much after that, until she woke up in the Darkness not long after.

Scrambling lost and alone, the newly formed Heartless found her feet. Not much had changed, aside from the sharp points her nails and canines had formed... everything else seemed to have remained the same. She didn't know what to do, only that she thirsted for blood. Something had changed within her, not only in her heart but in her mind too. She entered one of the portal to the Realm of Light, eventually finding her way to the Underworld, where her old friend had once lived. It was here that she has spent an entire year now, coming to terms with her new found form, and plotting for her return.

She gained control of the Underworld, reveling in her power. But still, there was a separation between her and the one she loved. For no matter how much she cared for him, how much she tried to love him, her bloodlust made it difficult. She sought out help from a martial arts master, who she thought could perhaps assist her in controlling her desires. But it was in vain, for as soon as she saw him again, the lust for his heart returned. That was when she returned to the Underworld, kissed their newborn child’s forehead and receded into the depths of Hell. If she couldn’t have him, have him properly, she would rather return to the way she once was, somehow. She knew the child was better off without her, so she left it behind as she found her way down, deeper and deeper.

And then, without warning, something began to change. She felt the power within her shifting, not that she felt much weaker, necessarily, but the magic within her was… gone. Or changed. It felt similar to the way it had in another universe, but at the same time, different again. But something else had changed… the bloodlust was gone. She wasn’t sure how, she wasn’t sure why or where she was, but she was human once more.

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