Recovered Data

Alias: Onyx

Age: 19

Race: Demon

Elements: Metal Earth Fire

Inheritance-None

Appearance: Although the boy is nineteen he looks as though he is about twenty six with the way his body look's. Though he is skinny you can see that the boy is muscular and is much stronger then what he gives off.Though some of the time he will wear shirt's most of the times when seen in public he will not. Whenever he is not wearing a shirt it easily able to see the boy actually does have muscles. More then likely from the fact he has been moving around almost all his entire early life is why he has a well toned body.

His hair will usually be a different color every other couple of week's. Corrupted Data, usually wear's some what tight clothes so that he may move freely within them, though usually for the average creature or person it's the other way around however he is not average or sane. The boy though usually has black sweat band's on that look as though they match up to his gloves he will wear from time to time, however be warned if you ever see him with his gloves on it is best to leave the area, very quickly.

Another noticeable feature about him is that he has been known to have his iris change color's. Usually meant for mind games or to show how the boy's feel's or is attempting to trap people with his so called feelings that he always make people believe that he actually has. The last thing known about his appearance is that on rare occasions he will be seen with a large red duffle bad strapped to him, whats in the bag however still contains to be a mystery.

Personality: A boy who followed orders from voices for 25 years. Their is no personality. Their is only target and kill. The voices are now dead, 'they' were the last to die before rikki event. Although he has been returned to where he was at his most youthful, he is still just as dangerous and refuses to ever be controlled ever again. In his mind all those around him that were corrupt have already died these new beings around him he refuses to have anything to do with. For their sake they might want to keep it that way.

Affinities: Still even though he is in a new dimension he still finds himself at the same level he was before, still to this he finds himself to be double jointed, as well he is still believes he will be known for his high stamina, he still finds himself having high strength still having the conditioning he started out with before he began his conquest.

Weakness: Still Magic Attack and Magic Defense are his low points due to the fact that throughout his conquest this is where his weak points lied the heaviest.

Origin: (DOY)

History: The world, the entire world itself was purged. The lava had covered over half the earth and the rest was uninhabitable. He had done it. After twelve long years he had finally accomplished his action's the entire world was purged and now kneeling before him with only arm was his sister or what he thought was his sister in truth they did not share the same blood. The only creature that despite their action's, Onyx actually hesitated originally when the chance came to kill her when he first had met her all those years back. Now once more here they were only this time he did not have to deal with those voices. No longer was he a pawn to their will or their wishes whatever control they may have had over him in the past they no longer had. It was thanks to her that they finally muttered their last pathetic word, and just as she promised here she was ready to finally have her life ended, she would be the last one. However, when he raised his sword for the final strike he found that he couldn't bring himself to do it. Sheathing the sword the girl looked up at him, however Onyx could not bring himself to look at her quickly turning away from her. That's when it happened, when he finally turned around the girl was encased in a pure silver and she was dead in front of him. Before any actions could be taken suddenly a bright light flashed before his eyes and it became dark. When the boy awoke he felt as though his body was drained, every power he had obtained suddenly felt like had disappeared he felt as powerful when he was a merely simple tool to those damned voices. Now another voice resides in his head, his body has been drained and it seemed as though he was once more alone. This place he now found himself in it was different. This must be the last chance. Atonement. Recovery. Redemption. He could possibly do it all again or simply keep to himself. First thing first though it was time too get his body back to where it once was.

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