Our heroes have been brought to Venationes an arena most famous for it’s exotic beasts, the place is a zoo, where you go to watch animals...and then watch them eat people alive. That is their main attraction, beast vs gladiator, but they do spice it up a little with gladiator vs gladiator combat. All new “recruits” are divided into small teams called “Ludus”. Teams of gladiators named after ancient mythical animals. People in the Ludus will always be your teammates in any team combat and are the only ones you won’t have to worry about ever having to face (most people in the stands dislike NTR stuff like that). Ludus members share a small cell block, its extremely plain, with each gladiator’s cells surrounding a central room with a dining table and chairs. It features a food chute where slop is dropped from the top of a small tube down to the cell block for members of a Ludus to distribute amongst themselves, a large pool of filtered water, a cup for every member for food and water use, and bathrooms. Every door in a cell block is locked remotely and monitored by security cameras. For new arrivals, there is always a debut fight very shortly after their arrival to the arena and since there are no trainers at Venationes and therefore it has a very high death-rate for 1st-time fighters.

The brand lasered onto each of our heroes skin upon arrival

What is "Lepus"? The name derives from an ancient creature that existed on the
long lost Humani mother-world, it was a creature that was cowardly and fled at
the first sign of danger, truly your captors do not think highly of you by naming
your team after such a craven beast.

Having abandoned their original forms in favor of something less human, this cybernetic race is among the most ruthless in the galaxy due to their technological advancements and long life spans

- Vibro-blades and other melee weapons- The Vibro-blade is a blade that
vibrates at extreme speeds in order to generate extreme cutting power, comes in
varying sizes
- Firearms- In the arena there are a whole assortment of firearms, beam weapons, ballistic weapons, and others. Each prove a reliable weapon that don't require as much skill and strength as melee weapons to use effectively in the arena
Shield- The shields available in the
arena are AS-12's, lightweight and about the size of a large china plate. There is a
trigger in the holster that projects an energy shield, the shield can stay out for a
short time and dissipates if it sustains too much damage.
- Practice Weapons- There are many non-lethal weapons in use for practice and
training outside of battle.
- Other- There are tons of weapons I haven't thought of and are available for use.
Keep in mind if you want anything different or specific that you are a prisoner
and you are in essentially a prison that doesn't really give its inhabitants quality
equipment, so keep it realistic, also there are no personal weapons, you get out
there, choose a weapon from the rack, finish up, and you put it back.

A small but fairly popular Gladiator arena, mostly notable for its exotic beasts
and fights against animals. It is the arena our characters will start at and where
the adventure begins. It features an arena that can terraform itself and change its
shape and terrain.

(Delete anything in parentheses in your final product)
Name: (First, Last)
Race: (Be creative)
Race Features: (Things like abilities or quirks, keep it on the down low, I don't
want Jesus-incarnate in an alien race, I'll tell you If I think anything here is too
powerful.)
Age:
Gender:
Appearance: (Pictures preferred, descriptions accepted if its A+ work)
Personality:
Bio: (Can be short, I don't really care)
Skills: (Make this fair, not every prisoner forced into Venetiones is a former
warrior/soldier. It could make for very interesting character development if your
character is a farmer and has the powerful skill of Potato Planting)
Preferred Weapon: (The weapon your character has skill in or has recently shown
some semblance of talent in handling)
Other: (Any other shit)

Name:
Yue Fei, currently goes by "Confucius"

Race:
Yeshou (Race) Tigris (Subrace) Shufang (Nation)

Race Features:
Race History and Galactic History
Among the oldest species in the galaxy, even older than the ancient Humani, the Yeshou have a history millions of years old, it is said that they roamed the stars even before the Humani did millennia ago and even greater legends tell that they were the ones who first led the Humani into space. The validity of these myths are shrouded by years of incessant warfare and tension between the two races and many records have been burned and destroyed in the mega conflict called the "Millenium War". Originally started by the Yeshou in a reckless attack by the infamous "Bloodied" Emperor Shizi Taizong. He came to the throne of the Shufang after a violent civil war in which he united all of the Yeshou. Upon his crowning and the start of the Shizi Dynasty, he was blinded by his own power and sought to bring more glory to his name by defeating the Earth Empire. The two sides met in full force just outside the Humani capital world, Terria. What followed was one of the bloodiest recorded conflicts between the two powers. Around 500,000 fielded warships and 2,000,000 fighters were lost on both sides. Planetside, around 20,000,000 Shufang Royal-drop soldiers were lost while 15,000,000 Humani Legionnaires perished. The conflict is known as "The First Battle of Terria", but more widely known unofficially as "Taizong's Folly". Both sides were crippled for centuries and suffered attacks from outside forces for years until they regained their strength. They now fight each other regularly but still seek to expand their respective territories by warring with other nations.

Race Info
There are many subraces of Yeshou. Each subrace resembling very closely the big cats of Earth, with some differences, mainly being the horns each male Yeshou possesses. The horns on a Yeshou are their pride and joy and they are extremely proud of them. Each Yeshou subrace has its differences but the Tigris subrace that Yue belongs to is the subrace with the fiercest warriors. Physically superior to most of their Yeshou brethren they possess long-lasting stamina, fierce strength, and extremely aggressive personalities. Yeshou can use their sharp horns, claws, and teeth as weapons as well as their extraordinary senses. They possess Nightvision and padded feet making them stealthy warriors as well.
The Yeshou race is divided into many castes that divides based on subrace were put into place upon the Emperor Shizi Taizong's rise to power. He put the Leo subrace at the top in the leading caste and at the bottom are the poorer Pardalis subrace. Based on personal achievement, a Yeshou can improve his social status through hardwork, but it is very rare. They have an average lifespan of 150 years

Age:
132 Terran-years

Gender:
Male

Personality:
A master of strategical and tactical thinking, Yue puts most of his Tigris brethren to shame with his fierce cunning. Comparatively to the Tigris culture of killing those who stand before them in a reckless charge, Yue prefers to solve most conflicts before they begin or use clever means to get an advantage in a fight. He is considered odd and eccentric by many Yeshou who meet him for his strange train of thought and cheery disposition. The way he acts, many believe everything he does everything he says is all just a fun game to him, his entire life trying to move the pieces around and achieve victory. He is very playful and childlike in nature, but do not be fooled, his many years of life have made him an incredibly wise mentor, offering useful advice for any facet in life. He does not possess any strong loyalty to the Shufang and currently sees his situation as unfortunate but just another step towards an uncertain yet interesting future. He is currently to most, a kooky old man.

Bio:
Little is know about his origins, but is believed that Yue Fei was part of a lower class, his ancestors lowly foot soldiers who fought at Taizong's Folly and were part of the shamed few who survived. Through his hardwork and fierce intelligence, Yue managed to rise through the ranks of the Shufang royal army. Starting from a conscript to becoming one of the 6 Great Generals of Shufang. He led his army through countless victories with his strange and outside of the box strategies.

In a battle for the system that contained the planet Munera, he was finally outsmarted by the Humani Imperator 5C-1P10 "Scipio". In a costly battle Yue Fei's army suffered a defeat and was forced to retreat, Yue Fei's flagship "The Song" crash landed on a nearby planet. Humani Legionaires scouting the wreckage found him among other survivors, and due to their opinions of Tigris Yeshou, believed him to be a simple low-class warrior and captured him on that level of belief, unknowingly capturing a Great General of the Shufang royal army. He was very shortly on the prison ship headed to the closest planet, Munera. To hide his identity he now goes by the name, Confucius.

Skills:
Extremely talented in strategic and tactical thinking, Confucius excels in any game that requires the two. Though old, during his younger years he learned many martial skills, mainly the powerful Yeshou hand-to-hand combat styles and the sport Yeshou sword arts. He can handle a sword fairly well and knows how to use a gun.

Preferred Weapon:
Sword and Standard Rifle

Other:
He has a habit of scratching or etching pictures with his claws as well as swishing his tail while deep in thought.

Name
Kra'gth Hak'i'la

Race
Ezu'ku'rash

Race Features
Very fast and strong, being able to life a ton and barely even get strained, and can run a little faster than a human's top speed, meaning they can run about fourty mph. Even though they are this incredibley strong and fast, they have fragile skin and bio-makeup, basically meaning that they are a glass cannon.

Age
29

Gender
Male

Personality
Like his species, he is ravenous, have little to no intelligence. They only care for their own survival, but they know when they are near to death, and they will often try to take the enemy down with them, but only if they are that close to death. Being as ravenous and non-intlleligent, he doesn't have most of the emotions, besides anger.

Bio
Being born on a planet that was nothing but a wasteland and only inhabited his species and the prey, he lived exactly like all of his species: hunting prey daily and then going back to the nest to feast on the day's hunt. That is, until they came. They came and absolutely slaved all of them, targeting them and capturing them. They were good musclework, and could lift things very well for the humani. Some of them, though, like him, were taken to the arena.

Skills
TBR

Preferred Weapon
His claws or a large club

Name
Kael'ite

Race
Slider - this race was raised similar to those in early-feudal Japan on Earth. Their culture was very alike, ranging from the practice of martial arts to its religious beliefs - though they prayed to many different Gods. These Gods were called Empitzus, who all took the form of ancient artifacts according to the Slider religious practice. During this feudal period, all male Sliders were to be taught the style of the warrior - or as the Japanese would call it - the Samurai. Due to the overwhelming strength of other races on planet Balestrion, the Slider's began to form their own militia - which later became their standing form of government. The way of the blade was sacred to this amphibious race, giving them a sense of morality and peace. Other races turned to high-tech weaponry imported from other known planets, but the Sliders resumed to use the blade, believing that the Empitzu wanted it this way.

Race Features
The Slider race is built of many amphibian species. All have the ability to breathe under water despite not having visible gills. Their flesh is very dense and rather hard to pierce, but not invulnerable. They are immune to most known toxins, unable to become poisoned. They are also resilient to low temperatures, making them nearly invulnerable to the cold. They are also super strong, but to a degree - lifting a human vehicle is their limit. But a male Slider's most distinct trait is the shell on their back. All male Slider's have a solid nearly-unbreakable shell that they use to defend - aside from using their blades. The plastron - or chest piece - is also as solid as the shell, made of the exact unknown material.

Age
Twenty-Eight Human Years

Gender
Male

Personality
Tormented by his past as a blood-driven Samurai, Kael'ite has made a vow to never kill again. He has decided to put all his efforts to refrain from harming others and instead protect those in need. This vow is the defining characteristic of Kael'ite's personality and his primary motivation on becoming a true Ronin - a Samurai with no master. He left his corrupted nation after killing numerous victims. Due to this, Kael'ite holds a grievous guilt in his heart that prevents him from becoming emotionally close to people. Even with his prodigious skill as a prolific swordsman, Kael'ite refrains from wielding his great combat strength for his own sake, drawing his sword only for the well-being of others when words fail to appease. But when his strength as a Ronin is insufficient to defend against a particularly threatening foe, Kael'ite's restraint falters and his personality reverts to that of his days as a feudal Samurai. Kael'ite's normally warm nature becomes cold and distant, allowing him to contemplate taking the life of his opponent and even make vicious, bloodthirsty threats. This side of his personality is one that Kael'ite struggles to suppress despite the fact that it keeps emerging when he is under great stress and in need of extra strength. His greatest fear is that, one day, he will return to his former self and become a weapon once more.

Bio
Born into the feudal era of Balestrion, Kael'ite was forced into the militia way set forth by the nation's government. The Samurai way was to be taught to all male Sliders, regardless of health or attributes. Taken from his mother, Kael'ite started his training at the age of five. Though at first it seemed like mere games, it later resumed to be similar to a school or dojo. The male Slider's were taught the way of the Samurai according to ancient relics and Empitzu Gods. And with age came harder tasks, training and discipline. Within the years the young Sliders grew up to become the best of the best, reaching ranks no other Samurai had ever imagined. With new profound skill, the head of the government, also known as the Lord, ruled in favor of total dominance. The Samurai - or governmental slaves as the peasants knew them as - would soon infiltrate other nations and take over all their land. Under the impression that he was doing a good dead for his nation, Kael'ite followed every order. He slayed hundreds of people for the sake of the Empitzu Gods and in the name of his Lord. But one mission finally made his world a living nightmare.

Following the destruction of the Ravages - a wolf-like race in Balestrion - Kael'ite and a handful of men were ordered to go to an Eastern colony just off the shore. Come to find out that this small colony was were Kael'ite had been raced and where his home still stood tall. At first, the band of Samurai had not received their orders, so took refuge in one of the colony's best community restaurants. They drank with the colonists and had a wonderful time. It all changed when they got their order thought.

A small hawk brought forth the order to the commanding Samurai officer. The man sat on the restaurant table with his men and read the note aloud. "In the name of Lord Xarious, the Eastern Colony of Hajime has been declared enemy territory. Annihilate all inhabitants." And with the order set in place, the Samurai started to cut down all the people in the colony. Kael'ite could not believe the bloodshed he was forced to create. He sliced innocent people with his blade, causing it to become dull and heavy with blood. But that wasn't the worst part. Soon enough, he found his mother before his dull sword wide eyes wider than the dark holes eating Kael'ite away. The woman had fallen to her knees and begged Kael'ite to stop killing, not even knowing who he was. She hadn't even realized it was her own child that stood above her with his blade to her neck. Kael'ite hesitate, unwilling to kill his own mother, but as the rest of the colonist fell, it seemed that so did his mother's will to survive. Unexpectedly, Kael'ite's mother took a reached for his blade and made him stab her through the chest, forcing the blade through her chest.

Blood escaped through her sobbing lips as tears flowed into the sands below. Kael'ite shivered in pain as he watched his mom die by his own blade. But watching her pain made him even worse, so he quickly jammed the blade deeper through her heart and ended her instantly without saying a word. He put her to rest then watched the entire colony burn as he returned to the Lord's throne. But the decision had already been made halfway to his master. Kael'ite rode his horse-like animal away from the others and rode off into the pits of nowhere. The other Samurai attempted to follow, but failed. Kael'ite had already banished into the abyss. Three years later he had already learned to live a different way, regretting every single minute of every day all he had done in the past. Though he knew forgiveness would never be acquired, Kael'ite served the weak and poor against the Samurai. He'd stopped many raids and murderous intents with his dull blade, preventing unlawful murder and attempting to give back for what he had already taken.

But soon enough all that had ended when the Humani struck Balestrion.

Skills
Kael'ite is perhaps most well known for his almost inhuman swordsmanship. Having inherited the Tengoku Furasshu-ryū sword style from his master, Kael'ite's light frame allows him to use the style's "godspeed" to its fullest, moving so rapidly that he routinely outpaces the human eye, Outside of Tengoku Furasshu-ryū, Kael'ite has displayed independent sword techniques which are indicative of his own acquired skills.
Despite abandoning his Samurai life for that of a Ronins, his swordsmanship ranks among the elite as he is seen defeating every rival. His battle senses are top-notch and he recognizes even the slightest of advantages, strategies and tactics during a sword battle. (Every enemy he's faced have been swordsmen).

Preferred Weapon

Carries Three Dull Katanas On His Back

Last Resort Energy Katana (Sharpened) Carried On His Side

Name: Osis Mandium

Race: Drac

Race Features: These beings are excellent swimmers.
They have scaly skin and three large clawed fingers on each hand

Age: 37

Gender: Dracs are hermaphrodites, reproducing asexually.

Appearance:

Personality: Very distrusting of other species. Dracs are, by there very nature, family oriented creatures. While Osis is very self sufficient, if he does not have others from his own species around, he will begin to unconsciously form bonds with those around him.

Bio: Lived a typical life on Dracon.

Skills: Well rounded in most all skills. Dracs mainly focus on technology, engineering and martial weaponry. Osis' strongest skill is his engineering skill.

Preferred Weapon: Spear and his claws.

Name: Oriell Kathune

Race: Illume (planet) Illumians (race)

Race Features: The ability to generate a self-sustaining environmental force field around themselves to survive hostile environments, including deep space (does not protect from attacks). Everyone on her planet has wings as well.

Age: 15 of her planet’s years (23 in Earth years)

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Personality: Oriell is stoic, hesitant to make commitments, but her loyalty once committed to someone or something it is hard to beat. She has never been lucky in love or friendships really, though she secretly loves social interaction. And whenever she is spurned, misled, or hurt, she is cold as ice. Oriell is very spiritual, and naturally aloof. Though she gets along with many, she is only close to a few on her planet. She is often internally troubled, cocky of her own abilities, yet incredibly vulnerable to kindness.

Bio: Oriell was a bounty hunter and navigator from a young age, exploited for money by those older than her (including her parents) on Illume. The leader of her planet convinced her to join their local academy to become something more than a hired hunter. After completing her schooling, she went out on her own, seeking out criminals and protecting her home world. She had a few companions in the last few years, but they have all left her to go on their own eventually. She was captured by the Humani while on a mission, searching for an alien who had killed several on her planet and then fled.

Skills: Incredibly agile, she is the fastest on her planet, able to travel at speeds faster than light. She also has the ability to track and locate life forms, even across light years of distance and interstellar space.

Preferred Weapon: Bow & arrows

Other: She much prefers evasion and subduing techniques to combat. She hates to kill.

Name: Terrum Jyka

Race: Genachromian

Race Features: Natural retractable proboscis the extracts bodily fluids from pray. The proboscis can pierce through flesh and bone easily. When damaged the fluid sac and proboscis will self repair quickly, but not before spouting toxic and acidic chemicals. The downside is that his species cannot digest solid food. Fast nimble builds allow Genachromians to speed long distances and climb easily.

Age: Fifty Seven Earth years.

Gender: Male

Appearance: (Picture above.) Wears black tattered clothes.

Personality: Clever yet slimy in his ways. Nonsocial and blunt with his thoughts.

Bio: Terrum was once a construction worker on his world, helping expand the one true city his planet housed. When the Humani came they enslaved Terrum with millions more from the city and left his home world a barren wasteland. Those still alive were warriors, leaders, and the civilians who took up arms against the Humani fruitlessly. During the battles before his capture, Terrum learned how to use and maintain firearms and became a rifleman. Terrum pledged that somehow he would avenge every single life taken by making the Earth Empire pay.

Skills: Construction, carpentry, metal work, minor weapons repair, marksmanship.

Preferred Weapon: Proboscis, light firearms and rifles.

Other: Speaks with a wheezy tone.

Name: Lorrarth Elzik, but he usually just goes by Coin.

Race: Saellak

Race Features: The Saellak are a humanoid, carnivorous species native to the planet of Wavrak, in the Basilicus System. On average, they live to around 200 Earth years, though a much higher number is common due to various technological advancements. Saellaks are strangely similar in appearance to the average Terran, the only distinguishing features being their red eyes and a curved horn sprouting from above their foreheads. The horn, through extremely complicated chemical interactions within it, allows the Saellak a degree of illusion manipulation. Most Saellak are only able to use their ability as a defense mechanism to camouflage themselves, altering their physical appearance to look like someone or something else. To improve this ability requires extensive mental training.

The Saellak are aggressive, war-loving, and xenophobic. While many powerful centers of Saellak Civilization regularly trade with and ally with other species, an equally powerful group have been systematically attacking other species in imperialistic advances. This conflict of idealism has dragged the two opposing ideals into civil war. Most of their technology is unknown to outside species due to their extreme secrecy.

Age: 83 Earth Years

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Personality: As a Black Hat hacker, Coin cares about looking out for number one. He is not a “hacktivist” nor does he care if your firewall is up to date. He won’t help you with your computer problems, and he could care less if it got the latest amateur virus from some porn pop-up. The Saellak cares about his bank account, and that rush of adrenalin when he gets access to some tiny corner of the Intergalactic Web that tried in vain to keep him out. Unlike most of the others in his species, Coin isn’t overtly confrontational or violent. He prefers the safety of a computer screen to separate him from any potential problems that his sticky fingers might encounter. Outside of his obsession with computers, he is comical and inquisitive, always there with a quick joke and a thousand questions. Coin is also extremely quick-witted, able to think incredibly fast on his feet. His personality makes him very easy to call friend, even if he’s a little snarky with his jokes from time to time.

Bio: Coin had spent the last two decades dodging agents from the Intergalactic Federation's Cyber Crimes division. The file on their desk is a good three inches thick with the hacker’s exploits. When his thievery crossed the ten million credits mark, he was put on their Top 10 Cyber Criminals list. When it crossed twenty million, he made it to number one. Coin had the dubious distinction of being the only one on the Top Ten list that didn't have a picture next to his name. The authorities were completely in the dark about his identity and his location… he was just that good.

The Saellak Civil War had little to no negative impact on Coin's illegal livelihood, in fact, the chaos even promoted it. But, everything changed when the Humani attacked. Weakened by internal conflict, the once-proud Saellak were swiftly subdued.

Skills: Most of Coin's skill lies in his hallucikinesis and technological savvy, he has had a modicum of combat training as a child, but that's pretty much it. Currently, Coin is able to create and manipulate illusions in a 5 metre radius around him.

Preferred Weapon: Just long-ranged weapons, in general; throwing knives, and guns. He's really no good in a close-quarters fight.

Name
Kra'gth Hak'i'la

Race
Ezu'ku'rash

Race Features
Very fast and strong, being able to life a ton and barely even get strained, and can run a little faster than a human's top speed, meaning they can run about fourty mph. Even though they are this incredibley strong and fast, they have fragile skin and bio-makeup, basically meaning that they are a glass cannon.

Age
29

Gender
Male

Personality
Like his species, he is ravenous, have little to no intelligence. They only care for their own survival, but they know when they are near to death, and they will often try to take the enemy down with them, but only if they are that close to death. Being as ravenous and non-intlleligent, he doesn't have most of the emotions, besides anger.

Bio
Being born on a planet that was nothing but a wasteland and only inhabited his species and the prey, he lived exactly like all of his species: hunting prey daily and then going back to the nest to feast on the day's hunt. That is, until they came. They came and absolutely slaved all of them, targeting them and capturing them. They were good musclework, and could lift things very well for the humani. Some of them, though, like him, were taken to the arena.

Skills
TBR

Preferred Weapon
His claws or a large club

Kael'ite

Slider - this race was raised similar to those in early-feudal Japan on Earth. Their culture was very alike, ranging from the practice of martial arts to its religious beliefs - though they prayed to many different Gods. These Gods were called Empitzus, who all took the form of ancient artifacts according to the Slider religious practice. During this feudal period, all male Sliders were to be taught the style of the warrior - or as the Japanese would call it - the Samurai. Due to the overwhelming strength of other races on planet Balestrion, the Slider's began to form their own militia - which later became their standing form of government. The way of the blade was sacred to this amphibious race, giving them a sense of morality and peace. Other races turned to high-tech weaponry imported from other known planets, but the Sliders resumed to use the blade, believing that the Empitzu wanted it this way.

The Slider race is built of many amphibian species. All have the ability to breathe under water despite not having visible gills. Their flesh is very dense and rather hard to pierce, but not invulnerable. They are immune to most known toxins, unable to become poisoned. They are also resilient to low temperatures, making them nearly invulnerable to the cold. They are also super strong, but to a degree - lifting a human vehicle is their limit. But a male Slider's most distinct trait is the shell on their back. All male Slider's have a solid nearly-unbreakable shell that they use to defend - aside from using their blades. The plastron - or chest piece - is also as solid as the shell, made of the exact unknown material.

Twenty-Eight Human Years

Male

Tormented by his past as a blood-driven Samurai, Kael'ite has made a vow to never kill again. He has decided to put all his efforts to refrain from harming others and instead protect those in need. This vow is the defining characteristic of Kael'ite's personality and his primary motivation on becoming a true Ronin - a Samurai with no master. He left his corrupted nation after killing numerous victims. Due to this, Kael'ite holds a grievous guilt in his heart that prevents him from becoming emotionally close to people. Even with his prodigious skill as a prolific swordsman, Kael'ite refrains from wielding his great combat strength for his own sake, drawing his sword only for the well-being of others when words fail to appease. But when his strength as a Ronin is insufficient to defend against a particularly threatening foe, Kael'ite's restraint falters and his personality reverts to that of his days as a feudal Samurai. Kael'ite's normally warm nature becomes cold and distant, allowing him to contemplate taking the life of his opponent and even make vicious, bloodthirsty threats. This side of his personality is one that Kael'ite struggles to suppress despite the fact that it keeps emerging when he is under great stress and in need of extra strength. His greatest fear is that, one day, he will return to his former self and become a weapon once more.

Born into the feudal era of Balestrion, Kael'ite was forced into the militia way set forth by the nation's government. The Samurai way was to be taught to all male Sliders, regardless of health or attributes. Taken from his mother, Kael'ite started his training at the age of five. Though at first it seemed like mere games, it later resumed to be similar to a school or dojo. The male Slider's were taught the way of the Samurai according to ancient relics and Empitzu Gods. And with age came harder tasks, training and discipline. Within the years the young Sliders grew up to become the best of the best, reaching ranks no other Samurai had ever imagined. With new profound skill, the head of the government, also known as the Lord, ruled in favor of total dominance. The Samurai - or governmental slaves as the peasants knew them as - would soon infiltrate other nations and take over all their land. Under the impression that he was doing a good dead for his nation, Kael'ite followed every order. He slayed hundreds of people for the sake of the Empitzu Gods and in the name of his Lord. But one mission finally made his world a living nightmare.

Following the destruction of the Ravages - a wolf-like race in Balestrion - Kael'ite and a handful of men were ordered to go to an Eastern colony just off the shore. Come to find out that this small colony was were Kael'ite had been raced and where his home still stood tall. At first, the band of Samurai had not received their orders, so took refuge in one of the colony's best community restaurants. They drank with the colonists and had a wonderful time. It all changed when they got their order thought.

A small hawk brought forth the order to the commanding Samurai officer. The man sat on the restaurant table with his men and read the note aloud. "In the name of Lord Xarious, the Eastern Colony of Hajime has been declared enemy territory. Annihilate all inhabitants." And with the order set in place, the Samurai started to cut down all the people in the colony. Kael'ite could not believe the bloodshed he was forced to create. He sliced innocent people with his blade, causing it to become dull and heavy with blood. But that wasn't the worst part. Soon enough, he found his mother before his dull sword wide eyes wider than the dark holes eating Kael'ite away. The woman had fallen to her knees and begged Kael'ite to stop killing, not even knowing who he was. She hadn't even realized it was her own child that stood above her with his blade to her neck. Kael'ite hesitate, unwilling to kill his own mother, but as the rest of the colonist fell, it seemed that so did his mother's will to survive. Unexpectedly, Kael'ite's mother took a reached for his blade and made him stab her through the chest, forcing the blade through her chest.

Blood escaped through her sobbing lips as tears flowed into the sands below. Kael'ite shivered in pain as he watched his mom die by his own blade. But watching her pain made him even worse, so he quickly jammed the blade deeper through her heart and ended her instantly without saying a word. He put her to rest then watched the entire colony burn as he returned to the Lord's throne. But the decision had already been made halfway to his master. Kael'ite rode his horse-like animal away from the others and rode off into the pits of nowhere. The other Samurai attempted to follow, but failed. Kael'ite had already banished into the abyss. Three years later he had already learned to live a different way, regretting every single minute of every day all he had done in the past. Though he knew forgiveness would never be acquired, Kael'ite served the weak and poor against the Samurai. He'd stopped many raids and murderous intents with his dull blade, preventing unlawful murder and attempting to give back for what he had already taken.

But soon enough all that had ended when the Humani struck Balestrion.
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Kael'ite is perhaps most well known for his almost inhuman swordsmanship. Having inherited the Tengoku Furasshu-ryū sword style from his master, Kael'ite's light frame allows him to use the style's "godspeed" to its fullest, moving so rapidly that he routinely outpaces the human eye, Outside of Tengoku Furasshu-ryū, Kael'ite has displayed independent sword techniques which are indicative of his own acquired skills.
Despite abandoning his Samurai life for that of a Ronins, his swordsmanship ranks among the elite as he is seen defeating every rival. His battle senses are top-notch and he recognizes even the slightest of advantages, strategies and tactics during a sword battle. (Every enemy he's faced have been swordsmen).

Carries Three Dull Katanas On His Back

Last Resort Energy Katana (Sharpened) Carried On His Side