[center][color=red][h2]Kristian “Void” Resnick[/h2][/color][/center] [center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRHsEWIC8PI[/youtube][/center] Alias: Void Faction: Ghoul Age: 16 [hider= Enigma][center][img]https://preview.ibb.co/heJ5t6/Void.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] [hider= Without the Eye][center][img]https://image.ibb.co/hGt1O6/Void2.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] [hider= Mika Requested][center][img]https://image.ibb.co/d1XeCb/void5.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] He’s obviously not from around here. Except he won’t say where he came from, perhaps too afraid that someone would contact his parents. Though something’s might not entirely lineup anyway. How did he get here from somewhere else and aimlessly wander the Tokyo streets? Still he is a fragile child who clearly came from somewhere rough. He doesn’t seem to hold any skills that say he was taught to adjust to a social life. He seems timid, shy around strangers. But he’s a genuine compassionate boy. Or so you believe, but the expression he holds sometimes is it sadness or madness? You’re not entirely sure. He chooses to wear an assortment of clothes that make him look like a fragile Ghoul Prince, suit jackets and uniforms it give him a rather professional demeanor despite only being sixteen. His voice is a quiet gentle touch. It is appealing and meek, he rarely raises his voice to any other higher octave. Tender and sweet almost like petals brushing across your cheek. There is something rather comforting about the way he speaks. He’s a rather short boy though at 5’4” and weighing a stark one hundred pounds he is thin as fragile as willow branches. His skin a porcelain white, the albino’s danger is the sun’s harsh beams. He also seems to have some photosensitive in his non ghoul eye. Blinded by sudden bright lights on that side. Then there is the strange tattoo that is marked into his skin. The origins are unknown. He doesn’t say much about it. Says he has had it since he was a child. The Mask - Enigma [hider= The Mask][center][img]https://preview.ibb.co/gndARR/void3.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] Just as Kristian himself seems to be an Enigma to others, his mask is a spiraling design that leads to many to guess the individual behind it. The white mask says, I exist in nothingness as much as his own name does. The shy and timid young individual you often see, seems to fade away. He seems more confident and more confident in his own skills. Where he gained the skills he has is all, but a mystery hidden behind that spiraling, collapsing mask. Kagune - Blooming Rinkaku Before you is a beautiful Rinkaku like no other, maybe it isn’t a Rinkaku, could it possibly be a Koukaku? No you’re not sure. Behind him are the beautiful petals of a rose, that act like a shield to protect him. His Rinkaku doesn’t seem near as delicate as others, but it’s still more fragile than a Koukaku. While the petals act like floral shields, the thorns are what strike an enemy a short distance away. It is beautiful. It doesn’t seem natural at all. Who is he? Or maybe you’re just over thinking it all. Personality: Despite his meek appearance, Kristian can and is capable of taking care of himself. As it seems to be something he was doing before he was picked up by those in Ward 8. Which speaks volumes for the intelligence Kristian is capable of expressing at times. It can be at times unnerving to some considering his age in comparison to his intellect. Kristian comes at sometimes someone much older than what he appears and while this makes many people his age trust him. Some adult don’t trust him because how can someone at sixteen be this mature and this young at the same time. He’s generally a compassionate and genuine person. He doesn’t seem to go out and hurt other people. In fact he remains virtually loyal to them. Which wouldn’t be a problem if he actually spoke about his history with some of the adults. Some take that quiet nature to mean he’s hiding something, when he’s just generally a quiet soul. He doesn’t like to start conflict or start arguments with other people. He feels it’s not his place since he is not the one leading anyone and is more than willing to take a backseat in those situations. He sees he is in debt to Ward 8 and will do what he can for them. He’s not a dishonorable individual and respects others. He seems to have difficulty controlling his urges, especially blood lust when killing, but looks to be seeking the older members for advice and help. Skills: Counter Striker - Kristian is an extremely agile mover, he is quick in battle and seems to employ a tactic of “taking someone else’s power and throwing it back at them”. Meaning he fights on the defensive and waits for the right moment to employ a counter strike. The counter strike is often at times lethal and exploits his enemies weaknesses the best. He is quick and efficient in scoping out these details in a small fraction of the time that it takes his enemies to figure him out. Sword Fighter - It seems to be only a weapon he implements against his human enemies? Why does he even have it? He implements the sword fighting skill in nearly the same way as his counter strike movement. It’s fluid, flowing and sweeping. Hard to read and is meant to assess where to exploit his enemy next. Green Thumb - An exceptional green thumb plants seem to thrive in his company. In his spare time he likes to water and take care of plants. It’s the one task that seems to ease any form of paranoia or anxiety he may experience. His dream would one day to start a garden. History: How does one know they exist? How does one come into existence? Voices echo through nothingness as your ears are filled with your own heartbeat. The sound of your own lungs. And when you come into this world, when you finally Exist the world is loud, screeching, and bright. Life dares you to exist, to accept the challenge of Existing. Then a man whose voice you only recognized in the void of your own existence, snatches you up and thrust you into the hardships of life. Life dares you to Live and Exist. But how does one exist? How does one come into existence? When you’re weak and vulnerable. Cold. And blinded. All you have are the basics of your existence. Hunger. Weaknesses. And a drive to exist when you don’t even know what that existence is. You don’t know why you want to live, but it is a biological drive that is embedded somewhere deep in your DNA. Equipment: Just his sword for now. Who he calls The Thorn.