Sho~

Name: Sho
Age: Oh, say...Two hundred and ninety-nine years or so?
Starting Class: Recruit
Fighting Style: Sho does not fight directly- Instead, he prefers to fight indirectly through surprises attacks and the usage of minions to distract his foes. His nature is not to fight but to kill- That is all that really matters. Strength, power, and will all are grand in design- But death devours all. By twisting the darker nature of the heart to his will Sho binds, weakens, and breaks his foes, striking at the point that will make them fall. Their hearts...Their precious, sacred hearts pierced, filled with the essence of doom and vanquished, only to return as another denizen of darkness. Sho lies, cheats, weaves, and strikes- A snake lying in wait. A blade slipping through the ribs. A shadow at your back.
Ability: Nightmare's Call - Absorbs all Dark Elemental Attacks, user may summon Heartless
Element: Dark: The power of darkness. {Weak/Strong to Light}
Description: Sho is what humanity knows as a "Heartless", happily a Pure Blood in fact. Unlike those called forth by the foolish scientists he has not been tampered with or marked, enjoying his status of superiority. His body is, despite it's fleshy appearance, is not that of a meat back but of solidified darkness like the rest of his kind. He merely gives that darkness color by twisting light into a black. Without light color cannot exist, but he defies this by instead creating different kinds of darkness to be seen, and so his body appears not a lump of black darkness but instead the refined form currently before you.
Personality: Sho is a being- A creature, an entity, a monster, and perhaps somewhere within him he is a human. And all humans are said to have some form of unique self, so Sho supposes he has one as well. Sho is a Heartless of savoring, enjoying taking a taste slowly and indulging one's self with patient and reservation. Toying with someone is not simply a game- Its a life style, one that he favors greatly so over the crude methods used by other members of his species. Eat, gobble, devour- All atrocious without first having the meal have...Feeling. A heart that beats rapidly, that knows it's fate and is forced to fall to it is what he likes. So to break a person is his hobby, it is his goal, it is his life. To take a heart is one thing- To swallow it whole it quite another. So he seeks not to spread darkness, but rather, he finds the greatest joy in corrupting the light. Intelligent? Easily said about any being, but Sho ravishes the change to use the mind, speaking in wit before bowing down to the more brutal bits.
Group: An unwilling member of the infamous power known simply as "Ragnarok"
History: What to say about a being of darkness? There could be a tale to tell, one of loss, love, horror, and fall...But then, it wouldn't really matter. How a being came to be is of less importance than what came to be. Sho was one of the first of the heartless that came into being, though he was not part of the first wave. His heart swarmed later on, believed to have been born from the heart of a world, one of the first to fall to the superior heartless. He took not the form of a beast but rather of that of a monster within a tailor-made skin. He joined his brethren over the years, taking a heart there, snatching a heart here. It was all great fun, toying with beings whom fought for light or greed. Sho did not take part in grand battles- He sought beings of worth to fall to him, creatures that merely lived of no worth. All heartless seek Kingdom Hearts because it's heart is greater than any- So why should not he, a Heartless of some intellect at last, take a cracked gem for his own? So over time he decided not to take hearts. Why would he does this? Because if one starved themselves, by fasting over time, by allowing their hunger to grow, so does the taste so sweet seem greater after it all. Sho did not seek to take hearts now- Better, it be, to wait until they glow, so that the last hearts taken were not meek but something to savor. The end of light, not in a nibble, but one great bite. One hundred years pass since he last stirred, dark flesh not broken by being old. Immortal in a sense, mind ever awake, so does he prepare- There are hearts to take.
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