After receiving the report from Ryoko and deciding upon her next course of action, Tyra-Zhen decided she was better off following around the mercenary. She didn’t know much about him, yet it was part of her job to ascertain as much information as possible about, ‘new’ additions to the empire’s forces. Tyra didn’t really care either way, she was aware now more than ever that, people died...often, and they could be replaced just as often. The only possible issue with Salforge was that he was in it for the money. With this in mind there was always the possibility that those of the Unbound Hearts might persuade him to switch sides. Tyra-Zhen didn’t think that would happen, but people could be tempted by just about anything.
Her mood had remained stable for the entirety of the time she spent with Salforge, Tyra-Zhen had thought of so many different inappropriate remarks, but instead kept her mouth shut. She had a lot more fun gazing at the man before her, completely visualizing how he looked completely naked. “Heh, space?? Sure I could give you that...but,” Tyra-Zhen turned to the mercenary, running her gloved hand up Salforge’s side, “I prefer your company.” She laughed, the sound vibrating out from her hood which began to fade away, bringing Tyra-Zhen’s face into view. She licked her lips and grinned at the man before her. Her hair was short cropped, having no set color, it billowed and changed hues as Tyra sighed.
“The facility has been breached," Tyra giggled, "I can sense too many essences that weren't here before,” this annoyed Tyra a lot, she should have stood guard outside the factory. If it weren’t for the idiot guards that had been placed around the perimeter of the factory, unneeded conflict might have been avoided. “I should go to investigate. Maybe I’ll find a worthy challenge, maybe not.” Tyra-Zhen’s gaze had never left Salforge. It was so intense, it could have been considered lecherous, full of desire and interest. “Or, I could wait a bit longer, we could always dance,” Tyra was being serious, she put out her hand and batted her eyelashes. "You had me at superstar."
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Loud crashes of sound had been piercing the silence that previously had given Tyra-Zhen comfort, the echo of first a shrill noise, then the roar of fire and light rushing around her body in a cyclone that rattled her down to her very soul. She winced, taking a deep breath before focusing her essence further outward. She'd taken some time to visit a place that held many memories, some were more liked than others, while some of these memories were a gateway to take Tyra back to a place and time when, she had still been a real person. It was a shame that nothing she had tried, was even a modicum of what had been needed, back then to save herself from the darkness. It was the simple things in life that could lead one astray, taking any individual down a path that, for all they knew, would end up as centuries worth of time spent getting back to the present. For the time being, dwelling on such things actually put Tyra back into a better mood than she was in.
In all the years that this peculiar world had been eroded by the chaotic energies washing against the edges of various other worlds, causing it to become very unstable, the sound of raw energy being fused into, and then diffused out from magical essence, had always been a sound which Tyra-Zhen had a disdain for. Even when her master had suffered a loss to the Dusk Titan, he and Tyra had come to this same area. Back then it seemed less potent. Now the sound was comparable to that of numerous dying beasts or some other combination of awful sounds, which nabbed at her focus, causing her to sweat even more profusely in the heat. "This noise...I hate it." Tyra looked beyond the edge of the spire she stood atop, her eyes piercing the thick white veil of magic bonded with energy, to the scorched plains below. She wiped the edge of her brow, blinking a few times at how ridiculous the action was to begin with. "I don't even remember the last time I sweated this much!!! This place sure has gotten much more dangerous than I remember it. I suppose that a person with Vagras, would enjoy being around here much more than I."
The person Tyra was referring to was a long time friend and Tyra’s master, that was well known in many places as, Vagras. This creature’s real name was Erebos Irving, he whom embraced the magic of the Black Luminous, thus turning Erebos from a mere mortal into a creature that was betwixt the concepts of both existence and non existence. It was he, that Tyra had come to this desolated world for. It was he, that Tyra knew would aid him in stitching the scattered pieces of the past back together.
Time was of the essence, even for a complete heartless like Tyra-Zhen, there were great risks involved, when one got too close to the very heart of a world. In a normal situation the world's heart would be at a calm, but where things had gone amuck, like the world Tyra was on, the heart of the world was in a deep turmoil. As Tyra weakened, she tried harder to ignore the grinding tone of the magic pillar encompassing most of her form, her two extra sets of angelic arms were braced, muscles bulging. She sighed deeply, Tyra hadn't held up the cores of any worlds in at least sixty years, she'd forgotten just how much of a task it could really be.
Another realization had been rapidly deduced by Tyra, one that she didn't want to admit, but knew was obvious if the comparison was made. She had gotten weaker since being cast unto Valhalla, many changes across many worlds had all affected how Tyra-Zhen existed. Chaos was brewing at every corner, more was to come in the near future, it was a cycle that Tyra and Erebos were far too familiar with. "If he's closer than I'm sensing, I might be worse off than I originally calculated..."
Tyra shook her head from side to side, bracing herself as the pillar started shaking violently, ripples of magic rocked Tyra-Zhen back and forth, she swayed a bit, but was able to keep a steady grip using all six of her arms. “Ugh, I can’t let go!!!" She groaned as the pressure from the core of the pillar surrounding her, began to start increasing at a faster pace, her eyes burned with a deep white sheen as two more arms sprouted, one on either side of Tyra’s body.
"MASTER EREBOS!!! HURRY UP BEFORE THIS ENTIRE WORLD COLLAPSES UPON US!!!"
???? years ago
Loud crashes of sound had been piercing the silence that previously had given Tyra-Zhen comfort, the echo of first a shrill noise, then the roar of fire and light rushing around her body in a cyclone that rattled her down to her very soul. She winced, taking a deep breath before focusing her essence further outward. She'd taken some time to visit a place that held many memories, some were more liked than others, while some of these memories were a gateway to take Tyra back to a place and time when, she had still been a real person. It was a shame that nothing she had tried, was even a modicum of what had been needed, back then to save herself from the darkness. It was the simple things in life that could lead one astray, taking any individual down a path that, for all they knew, would end up as centuries worth of time spent getting back to the present. For the time being, dwelling on such things actually put Tyra back into a better mood than she was in.
In all the years that this peculiar world had been eroded by the chaotic energies washing against the edges of various other worlds, causing it to become very unstable, the sound of raw energy being fused into, and then diffused out from magical essence, had always been a sound which Tyra-Zhen had a disdain for. Even when her master had suffered a loss to the Dusk Titan, he and Tyra had come to this same area. Back then it seemed less potent. Now the sound was comparable to that of numerous dying beasts or some other combination of awful sounds, which nabbed at her focus, causing her to sweat even more profusely in the heat. "This noise...I hate it." Tyra looked beyond the edge of the spire she stood atop, her eyes piercing the thick white veil of magic bonded with energy, to the scorched plains below. She wiped the edge of her brow, blinking a few times at how ridiculous the action was to begin with. "I don't even remember the last time I sweated this much!!! This place sure has gotten much more dangerous than I remember it. I suppose that a person with Vagras, would enjoy being around here much more than I."
The person Tyra was referring to was a long time friend and Tyra’s master, that was well known in many places as, Vagras. This creature’s real name was Erebos Irving, he whom embraced the magic of the Black Luminous, thus turning Erebos from a mere mortal into a creature that was betwixt the concepts of both existence and non existence. It was he, that Tyra had come to this desolated world for. It was he, that Tyra knew would aid him in stitching the scattered pieces of the past back together.
Time was of the essence, even for a complete heartless like Tyra-Zhen, there were great risks involved, when one got too close to the very heart of a world. In a normal situation the world's heart would be at a calm, but where things had gone amuck, like the world Tyra was on, the heart of the world was in a deep turmoil. As Tyra weakened, she tried harder to ignore the grinding tone of the magic pillar encompassing most of her form, her two extra sets of angelic arms were braced, muscles bulging. She sighed deeply, Tyra hadn't held up the cores of any worlds in at least sixty years, she'd forgotten just how much of a task it could really be.
Another realization had been rapidly deduced by Tyra, one that she didn't want to admit, but knew was obvious if the comparison was made. She had gotten weaker since being cast unto Valhalla, many changes across many worlds had all affected how Tyra-Zhen existed. Chaos was brewing at every corner, more was to come in the near future, it was a cycle that Tyra and Erebos were far too familiar with. "If he's closer than I'm sensing, I might be worse off than I originally calculated..."
Tyra shook her head from side to side, bracing herself as the pillar started shaking violently, ripples of magic rocked Tyra-Zhen back and forth, she swayed a bit, but was able to keep a steady grip using all six of her arms. “Ugh, I can’t let go!!!" She groaned as the pressure from the core of the pillar surrounding her, began to start increasing at a faster pace, her eyes burned with a deep white sheen as two more arms sprouted, one on either side of Tyra’s body.
"MASTER EREBOS!!! HURRY UP BEFORE THIS ENTIRE WORLD COLLAPSES UPON US!!!"
I͛'l͛l͛ p͛o͛s͛t͛ s͛o͛m͛e͛t͛h͛i͛n͛g͛ t͛o͛n͛i͛g͛h͛t͛. I͛t͛'l͛l͛ m͛o͛r͛e͛ t͛h͛a͛n͛ l͛i͛k͛e͛l͛y͛ b͛e͛ a͛ f͛l͛a͛s͛h͛b͛a͛c͛k͛ a͛n͛d͛ T͛y͛r͛a͛-Z͛h͛e͛n͛'s͛ a͛r͛r͛i͛v͛a͛l͛ o͛u͛t͛s͛i͛d͛e͛ t͛h͛e͛ f͛a͛c͛t͛o͛r͛y͛.
“Hmm, it looks like things ended up winding down here before I ever arrived,” a voice sounded from seemingly nowhere within the space of the alley where Ryoko and Salforge were. It was faint, almost as if the voice was only present around the ears of those present. “It really is too bad that I was so busy in the Pride Lands, and then after that I had to visit Port Royal...” As her sentence finished, there was a glare of white light which washed over the alley, if only for a brief second of time, before Tyra-Zhen materialized a few short feet from Salforge.
Her appearance was anything but normal, considering the fact that there was a large hood completely obscuring the woman figure’s face, complete with what seemed to be dark matter billowing around her at random intervals. Her jacket and hood were a deep hue of pink that was nearly red. This bright color matched the knee high boots she wore. It was impossible to see inside the hood, but the laughter that came from inside it, could possibly take away from the oddity at hand.
“How am I not even surprised by this??” Tyra motioned with her black keyblade to Salforge, a man whom she had never met before in exasperation. “I get sent on missions to fight armies by myself and meanwhile every time I return, there is a new guy.” She smiled from within the hood, snickering to herself. Whoever this guy was, he was obviously of some good use. Even having just arrived, Tyra could tell immediately that this man was an adversary with dangerous abilities. Something about him was off however, almost like....Vagras didn’t want to consume him. Tyra glanced down at a stain on her left pant leg, rubbing it with her gloved finger. "Hmm...how very odd. No heart??" She shrugged, interested in the identity of Ryoko's associate.
Tyra sighed, turning to look at Ryoko whom as usual, was in one of her fanatical states, torturing some unknown man on the ground. Tyra had to laugh at his pitiful state. He looked completely helpless, his neck was encircled with a collar that was shaded black, Tyra-Zhen’s favorite thing. This was obviously some kind of interrogation, but Tyra had been too lazy to read any details. All she knew was Nomis’ plan had been carried out, there were some civilian casualties and she was to get specific information from Ryoko, a bitch whom she definitely didn’t like. This was probably due to Ryoko’s overbearing persona which was much like Tyra’s darkside, or perhaps because Ryoko was even more twisted than she was.
With an obvious cough to capture Ryoko's attention, the general snapped her finger. “Sooooo,” she dematerialized her keyblade, “Ryoko?? Give me a report about the current situation and finish up here. You have no reason to waste time toying around with this trash. There is much to be done in the near future." Tyra-Zhen nodded at Salforge and stuck out her hand, "Greetings, I'm Tyra-Zhen Le'Nell, the Empire's Almighty Fist , whom might you be??”
Her appearance was anything but normal, considering the fact that there was a large hood completely obscuring the woman figure’s face, complete with what seemed to be dark matter billowing around her at random intervals. Her jacket and hood were a deep hue of pink that was nearly red. This bright color matched the knee high boots she wore. It was impossible to see inside the hood, but the laughter that came from inside it, could possibly take away from the oddity at hand.
“How am I not even surprised by this??” Tyra motioned with her black keyblade to Salforge, a man whom she had never met before in exasperation. “I get sent on missions to fight armies by myself and meanwhile every time I return, there is a new guy.” She smiled from within the hood, snickering to herself. Whoever this guy was, he was obviously of some good use. Even having just arrived, Tyra could tell immediately that this man was an adversary with dangerous abilities. Something about him was off however, almost like....Vagras didn’t want to consume him. Tyra glanced down at a stain on her left pant leg, rubbing it with her gloved finger. "Hmm...how very odd. No heart??" She shrugged, interested in the identity of Ryoko's associate.
Tyra sighed, turning to look at Ryoko whom as usual, was in one of her fanatical states, torturing some unknown man on the ground. Tyra had to laugh at his pitiful state. He looked completely helpless, his neck was encircled with a collar that was shaded black, Tyra-Zhen’s favorite thing. This was obviously some kind of interrogation, but Tyra had been too lazy to read any details. All she knew was Nomis’ plan had been carried out, there were some civilian casualties and she was to get specific information from Ryoko, a bitch whom she definitely didn’t like. This was probably due to Ryoko’s overbearing persona which was much like Tyra’s darkside, or perhaps because Ryoko was even more twisted than she was.
With an obvious cough to capture Ryoko's attention, the general snapped her finger. “Sooooo,” she dematerialized her keyblade, “Ryoko?? Give me a report about the current situation and finish up here. You have no reason to waste time toying around with this trash. There is much to be done in the near future." Tyra-Zhen nodded at Salforge and stuck out her hand, "Greetings, I'm Tyra-Zhen Le'Nell, the Empire's Almighty Fist , whom might you be??”
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Name: Tyra-Zhen Le’Nell
Age: 23(physically) 524(chronologically)
Gender: Female
Personality:
Tyra has conflicting personalities that she often has no control over after being infused with Vagras.
[Light Personality]
Tyra is a woman of both vindictive nature and of a passionate resolve for the things that she believes in. It is safe to say that many under the influence of the Emperor have a strong resolve as it comes with the job, but Tyzera feels that as a woman she needs to strive even harder than others. As a powerful being she has established herself as one of the Emperors top ranking warriors and it has boosted her egotistical nature a great deal.
Due to her natural way of speaking recklessly, many situations may call for Tyra to be calmed down, as she is easily excited, whether it be in a simple conversation about apples, or a more serious matter like war or death of an ally. Often this woman can act shrewdly and also be very provocative just as her brother tends to act when he likes people. They both share the same tendency to be very demented but Tyra-Zhen takes this to another extreme altogether. She has a way with words using her voice that can make literally anything sound dirty, which in turn makes it hard to decipher her mood.
[Dark Personality]
Tyra can literally seem androgynous as even though she looks like a woman would, she sounds like a combination of a mechanized voice with a raspy feminine pitch. For one to say she is angry would be an understatement. Tyra has an unrelenting wrath that easily befalls those exposed to primal darkness. Her disdain for others is unmatched on a level that some consider envy but this comes from her rage and rise to anger from just about anything imaginable.
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Faction: Empire
Rank: General
Age: 23(physically) 524(chronologically)
Gender: Female
Personality:
Tyra has conflicting personalities that she often has no control over after being infused with Vagras.
[Light Personality]
Tyra is a woman of both vindictive nature and of a passionate resolve for the things that she believes in. It is safe to say that many under the influence of the Emperor have a strong resolve as it comes with the job, but Tyzera feels that as a woman she needs to strive even harder than others. As a powerful being she has established herself as one of the Emperors top ranking warriors and it has boosted her egotistical nature a great deal.
Due to her natural way of speaking recklessly, many situations may call for Tyra to be calmed down, as she is easily excited, whether it be in a simple conversation about apples, or a more serious matter like war or death of an ally. Often this woman can act shrewdly and also be very provocative just as her brother tends to act when he likes people. They both share the same tendency to be very demented but Tyra-Zhen takes this to another extreme altogether. She has a way with words using her voice that can make literally anything sound dirty, which in turn makes it hard to decipher her mood.
[Dark Personality]
Tyra can literally seem androgynous as even though she looks like a woman would, she sounds like a combination of a mechanized voice with a raspy feminine pitch. For one to say she is angry would be an understatement. Tyra has an unrelenting wrath that easily befalls those exposed to primal darkness. Her disdain for others is unmatched on a level that some consider envy but this comes from her rage and rise to anger from just about anything imaginable.
Appearance: <----
Face <----
Body <----
Faction: Empire
Rank: General
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The inhabitants of the world Legaia were once a simple people and while the world at large was very aware, that such things as magic and the supernatural existed, it was a power that many would never witness. It seemed magic was natural to only a select few individuals, humans that could use the very essence of their hearts to manipulate magic. Though normally they were only a bit stronger, faster, and more capable than everyone else, there were some whom were able to manipulate vast quantities of magic. They came to be called the Kabel. Unlike other magic users, their bond with magic was so great, it could be used to generate a weaponized manifestation of the heart, called the keyblade. Using the power of their great magic, some Kabel wreaked havoc wherever they pleased, while others took apprentices, choosing to pass on their magic legacy. Eventually there was an uprising of individuals, who began to seek ways to obtain sources of otherworldly power similar to the Kabel. If this was possible, others could be granted abilities which could change the world for the better.
When searching for new alternatives for magical manipulation, the Kabel revealed to Legaia, that the solution was seru. Seru were strange entities that originated from the dark continent, Cubia Beta. This was the area of the world that was forsaken, haven been struck by a huge earthquake that many millenia before, ripped the earth asunder and revealed seru from beneath Legaia’s crust. Afterward they spread among the lands. Often considered monsters, these creatures were made of both biological and magical essence. It was quickly realized that, by bonding with a seru, a normal human being could control magic instantly, drawing out forces which could be used for virtually anything. It wasn’t long before experimentation began, both on humans and seru, expanding upon what was known and what wasn’t; experimentations were performed to figure out what seru caused what magical abilities, or which seru could be used with human labor to power machines. As years continued to pass, magic, seru and experimentation all became a part of life, In future generations there were even those whom were born with an enhanced magical prowess from their parents previous exposure to the seru’s essences, some being nearly as powerful as the original Kabel.
Whilst centuries of experimentation, research, and manipulation of magic, were used to gain a greater understanding of the bio-magical process that allowed humans to bond with seru, there was still so much that had yet to be explained. The true nature of Seru and magic was still a complexity that wasn’t fully understood. Ironically during this time, a seru technician named Ombro Nious, made the monumental discovery of the Seru Kai, another world that existed within the boundaries of Legaia, yet was outside of human reach. Unlike the material plane where physical beings can exist, the Seru Kai is a world filled with pure magic, an immaterial plane in itself, having no place for beings that are of the physical nature.
Ombro’s findings lead to the development of a technique called “diving”, where seru were hooked up to machines which could breech the impassible wall between the two worlds by simulating a seru’s death. This process caused a seru to evolve into much more advanced versions of their former selves, thus producing much larger, more potent forms of magic. All major operations thus revolved around using the power of the Seru, which were either sold for profit, used for daily chores, or used militaristically. Seru had a symbiotic relationship with humans and instinctually obeyed them, causing humans to depend on them in every aspect of their lives. As such, Legaia began to flourish during this time, and this newfound advancement in seru-technology gave rise to the Karisto, Sol, and Drake kingdoms.
1000 years later, the dependence on Seru became the undoing of humanity's prosperity, as their powers awakened greed, depravity, and other evil desires in humans. The Karisto Kingdom and the Sol Kingdom were at war with one another, over control of Uru Mais; Uru Mais being the only place in the world that spawned new seru life forms. The Drake Kingdom stayed neutral, as it had always been the least technologically advanced areas on Legaia.
Many methods were used by both sides to try and achieve victory in war, with Seru being the primary tools of warfare. After ten years of war, Conkram's prince, Cort, managed to discover a way to dramatically amplify the strength of his nation's Seru. He began using an elixir, from a substance called Mist that spewed forth from the extradimensional realm of the Seru Kai. The Mist ended up going haywire during a test demonstration in Karisto’s capital Conkram, causing the Seru to go berserk upon contact with it and those wearing Seru to turn into monsters with a taste for human flesh.
Although the outbreak was suppressed by unknown travelers equipped with mist immune seru, and the Mist project ordered terminated by Conkram's king, Cort and many of Conkram's ruling body saw it as a means to conquer the entire globe. They’d found a piece of a Rogue fragment; a piece of a extradimensional Seru mutant, left in Conkram after the outbreak. That Rogue fragment gave Cort incredible knowledge and awakened within him an insatiable lust for power. Over the next two years Cort and Conkram's Four Wise Men conspired against the king and queen and built Mist Generators in all three kingdoms of Legaia, before putting on artificially created Seru of their own and activating the Mist Generators. The mist not only caused a global crisis, it also allowed three new otherworldly species to gain physical access to Legaia, which increased danger, fear and panic. Each of these new species named, heartless, nobodies and unversed were just as big a threat as seru.
Legaia had been hit with an apocalypse, pushing the world into a dark age where terror of the mist defined life. As the Mist spread throughout Legaia, more and more Seru went berserk, and more and more monsters spawned. In less than a year's time the majority of Legaia's human population was wiped out, giving rise to even larger numbers of the three species from another world. For those in the places heavily affected by the mist, time came to a standstill. Humans bonded with seru inside of the mist don’t age, As such, the world continued to descend into a deeper darkness, with only few remaining in desolate areas scattered throughout the world. The followers of the Mist plan to force those who survived to succumb to the Mist as well.
Cradle of Hope
It has been 14 years since the Mist Crisis changed the face of the world, but there is still a glimmer of hope. In this apocalyptic time, humans with hearts strong enough can forge these mythical weapons of wonder into existence at an alarming rate. This has spawned a completely new generation of keybladers. Rumors of the legendary Ra-Seru bonding with chosen individuals have been surfacing, giving those who can still fight, more hope for the future. Legend has it that the Ra-Seru were born of the Genesis Trees; holy trees that were a gift from Legaia’s God, Tieg. In a time of great darkness, the Ra-Seru heroes and their allies are fated to work together and revive the Genesis Trees, ridding the world of the Mist forever.
This is a role play based on the Legend of Legaia, that has been mixed with influences from the Kingdom Hearts franchise. Below, information and details about the mechanics of the rp will be explained. We'll all be magic using keybladers, but there are special spots open for those whom wish to be a Ra-Seru Hero. If you want one of these spots, please send me a private message for further details than what will be explained in the information section.
Shout out to a guild friend for the revamped information that’ll be given and parts of the intro.
Sent ya a PM about my OC
Soooo CEO Bakker, does he have a son/bodyguard/bestie?? I think it'd be fun to play such a role. I'm working on my original character idea too.
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