Name: Imar Barashari Zakir; prefers to be called as Zakir
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Heart:
-The heart is brownish in color, and is almost as light as sand. Often times, the heart would spawn small amounts of sand at any random time. The heart is a representation of Zakir's hardships in the desert; that no matter how much he tries to forget the pain, it would always leak out.
Partner’s Magic:
Jihad- The user is freed from all limitations of the body; including physical, emotional, and psychological limits. Meaning, the body can exert more than 200% of the capacity; even increasing regeneration. With this, a fragile creature can lift an object many times the weight. The obvious downside would be the body itself. The person can exert more effort but it doesn't mean that the body can actually manage it; the body is practically forcing itself to do something it couldn't have done. Common side effects such as soreness, extreme fatigue, and extreme pain can be felt once Jihad wears off.
Active Abilities:
Hajj- Zakir can create sand portals anywhere; assuming he has seen that place. He can create up to two portals that are connected to one another. This means that he can create a sand portal at point A, and a sand portal at Point B. He can then go inside portal A to reach Point B.
Zakat- Zakir can transfer his own life force to heal minor injuries, and to an extent, major injuries to another person in the form of sand particles. It should be noted that this ability only works from Zakir's mouth which means he can only transfer it orally.
Passive Ability:
Sawm- Zakir's regeneration increases when bathed in sand.
Romantic Preference: Exploration Needed
Personality: Zakir has been raised in a harsh situation; causing his true self to be masked by a mixture of scorn, doubt, and hostility. Zakir often bickers with other people, and rarely offers his trust. In addition, he doesn't like commitment or promises, and therefore, he hates having friends or relationships. He is not seclusive, but he isn't an open book either.
Bio:
Born in a fatal sandstorm, Zakir could only remember a life of difficulty. It seemed that his parents had left him by the time he had been spawned into the world. The young lad worked his bones off in mediocre jobs from smithing to butchery. However, times were hard once more. Another sand storm came, and with that, opportunities declined. There was no work to support Zakir anymore... however, with every problem was a blessing. In his desperation, Zakir awakened a hidden ability within himself. He was able to conjure portals of sand that eased transportation, and went times went by, he discovered another ability of healing.
Soon, Zakir took up more dangerous tasks. He worked as a Tomb Raider for a certain band of brigands. This band raided tombs, and ancient structures in search for treasures... and with Zakir's abilities, getting in, and out was easier than praying. For a time, the group got big... acquiring exquisite gems of gold, and lapis-lazuli. They were rich, but they wanted more. The group decided to raid a legendary tomb by a supposed magical person. It was said that any powers were subdued inside the deathly tombs. Zakir was against this raid, but when he was adamant in hesitation.... the head of the group revealed who he was: Zakir's father. Mixed emotions flowed inside Zakir as his father comforted him... The lad was desperate for love, and all reason flew out the window. Zakir... agreed to the dangerous raid.
They dug a hard tunnel, just enough for Zakir to see inside, and create a portal. The boy did as he was instructed, and once they were all inside... it was apparent that the myth was indeed true. Zakir's ability was greatly reduced by the dampening auras... The group raided quickly, and when they were ready... a fool tried to steal an emerald; built with a trap.
The tomb shook around them... They were about to be buried as much as they had lived... without a fighting chance. Zakir mustered all his energies, creating a trembling portal for the group. One by one, they all attempted to escape, and when it was Zakir's father's turn... the man hesitated, and went back to obtain the emerald. Such greed caused much agony to Zakir as the boy gritted his teeth in pain brought by the magic man's remnants of powers. The father finally reached the portal as the man looked at Zakir who was now trying to escape...
The father was threatened by Zakir's abilities... If Zakir was alive... then the lad would undoubtedly be the next leader. The man didn't want that. With a swift kick, Zakir was sent flying back into the crumbling ruins, and the portal vanished.
Zakir was left inside; breathless, and hopeless. When all hoped began to fail, Zakir swore vengeance should he live, and as if an answer to his prayers, a vivid vision came into his mind; he could see it. With a gamble, Zakir tried to create a portal on that place shown by the vision. A portal appeared before him, and with a last-ditch effort at life, Zakir lunged at the portal, and the last thing he saw... was the light of day.
Zakir awakened; taking in the strange place he had warped to. Zakir tried to use his powers again; attempting to teleport to his homeland... but it didn't work... It was as if, his homeland never existed; he was isolated. Zakir shook his head; trying to adjust to this new life. However, in the back of Zakir's mind, he has his final wish: To go back to his land, and enact vendetta on his father. A vendetta that would be similar to where his father had left him: In a sand storm.
Job: Mail Courier
Family/Friends/Relationships:
-Achmed Mufasa Zakir: Father
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