Kygin

Name: Kygin
Nickname/Alias: N/A

Age: 17
Age Appearance: Upper teens/Early adult

Appearance: A thin figure of a man, with slight broad shoulders and a hint of youth still in his face and eyes. The eyes, though hazel, are more gray than blue most times. Semi muscular, with an impressive (but not awe-inspiring) chiseled torso. His hair shines a whitish when reflecting light, but is a dark molasses color. An expression always sits on his face, not happy nor sad, but almost emotionless.

Gender: Male

Rank: C
Ninja Rank: Genin

Village: Konohagakure
Birthplace: Unsure
Previous Village: Unsure

Clan/Bloodline: Kaguya/Shikotsumyaku

Personality: Though his expression deceives him, Kygin is a easy going guy. He is open and expressive to people and is always looking out for his fellow man. He is laid back and hardly has problems with anyone. A vagabond with no direct course before him, he roams the lands in search; for what?

Goals: To not be alone.
Alignment: Neutral

Canon Personality: Kakashi

History: Kygin was born from a mother who had been raped by a Kaguya clan member who had raided her little village and pillaged it. When the mother realized she was pregnant, it was already too late. All signs of the pregnancy were over looked; she and many others thought her problems early in the pregnancy were caused by the severe trauma the rape had caused her. A few months later a baby boy was born; the mothers fiance left her shortly after the delivery, too ashamed to not be the father and too hurt to be with her.

His mother despised him; she knew it wasn't the boys fault for the pregnancy, but she hated him all the same for ruining her life and love. Even when he was young, she would bad mouth him, smack him around, tell him it was all his fault for making her life so miserable. She'd lock him in his room for hours on end, no food or water to speak of. She wanted him dead; she didn't deserve this damned child that ruined her. One day, when he was 7, everything changed.

Kygin was preparing some ramen and was carrying his bowl to the table when it slipped from his hands onto the floor, shattering the bowl and sending ramen everywhere along with the broth. His mother ran into the room and hit him down to the ground; he had had enough. With his jaw clenched and screaming through his teeth, he stared at the woman who conceived him with raw fury. He hated her and just wished she could leave him be or die. "If she touches me again..." he thought as another blow was lashed across his cheek. Blood stained his face, but he realized it was not he who was bleeding, but her. A severed, twitching hand lay on the ground next to him, his mothers screams filling the room along with the strong smell of copper. What had he done?! He touched his hand to his face and felt something strong and sharp coming from his jaw bone. It was covered in her blood as well; the mother continued to scream, calling him a monster as she held her severed wrist close to her stomach. Kygin ran to a nearby mirror and realized why he was a monster: a bone had extended itself outside of his skin along the curvature of his jaw.

His mother continued to drag herself away, calling him a freak, a monster, a good for nothing brat. With teeth bared he said "I am not a monster, you are the monster..." over and over again, trying to drown her out. Her insults battered his eardrums, echoing in his ears until finally... he did it. With one clean motion from his extended arm that now resembled something like a sword, he cut her jugular, filling the room now with the sound of her drowning on her own blood. He stood there over her looking at the blood pour from her neck until she lay dead in a pool of the crimson liquid. He stayed there awhile, just staring at the motionless figure he once knew as mother, staring at the last look in her eyes before cleaning himself and leaving the house, never to return.

He has now been on the road for a decade. Since he left his home, he has been searching for someone to show him the ways of his special abilities; none have shown up. Even without a stern teacher, Kygin has been self teaching his techniques. Everyday he gets up at the crack of dawn and trains his attacks and abilities. At midday he trained his stamina and cardio, along with his aerobics.

What upsets Kygin is the lack of knowledge he holds about his kekkei genkai. Everyone he as asked knows nothing of it; those who may know something always turn and say they know nothing. For ten years it has been like this, a constant search for answers he may never get. But everyday he continues this vicious circle of training and investigating, day in and day out. Some days he wants to quit and give up, other days he goes half mad from the undeniable feeling of loneliness that sits in his gut.

RP Sample: As Kygin stared out at the horizon, watching the sun set below the tree line, a thought occurred to him. This wasn't an old thought; it had haunted him for years now: who was his father? He shook his head clear of the question, thinking back to what his mother had told him about the wraith of a man she had slept with; his teeth grinded at the thought of her. Stupid woman, deserved to die. He turned his head to the side and laid it on his arm that was locked on top of his knees, his gaze now directed to the North. staring into the vast purple sky. A cool breeze pranced around the tree he was in, whistling a soft tune in the bosom of her current. His eyes closed briefly, taking a deep breath and letting it out, a sigh, to be stolen along with the breeze.

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Skill Specialty:
Dominant: Taijutsu
Recessive: N/A

Elemental Affinity:
Dominant: Earth
Recessive: N/A

Special Characteristics: A naturally acrobatic and fast fighter, Kygin shouldn't be underestimated for his toe-to-toe game. For what he lacks with the distance of his bones he makes up for with the bountifulness of the earth.

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