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Kysex
Kysex, a white-haired, purple eyed, Nobody who dreams of keyblade wars...
Kysex: 'Skye' Or 'Keys'. No one really knows.
Age: Unknown, looks about in his teens.
Hair Color: Pure white, long, usually kept in a braid.
Eye Color: Purple, orchid-y, almost dark pinkish.
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Weapon of Choice: A wind katana named Kazedai, and a forceful wind that can cut through almost anything.
Element: Wind
Race: Nobody
World: KH, Wonderland
Anything special?: He can see the original forms of heartless and other nobodies. And he always dreams of old keyblade wars.
Backstory: Kysex awoke in wonderland one day, with no knowledge of who he was, or who he had been. He was unaware of his own age, memories, likes, dislikes, anything. At first he believed he had anmesia. However, when he passed a mirror, he realized he didn't know himself. Shouldn't there be somthing different about his face? His eyes? His hair? Something was wrong, and he couldn't put a finger on it or understand. Not to mention this strange ache that seemed to radiate from his chest outwards, leaving him with a devestatingly empty feeling.
So Kysex began to wander. All around Wonderland, learning about the natives, and the worlds, and everything. He kept a laid-back attitude and a soft smile whenever he spoke to anyone, wishing to be liked and accepted.
One day, heartless began to appear there. And the white-haired swordsman realized he could see past the shadows, into the people they once had been. He was asked to help fend them off by 'Alice', And several of the others, so he began to do so.
However, No one ever really remembered him, he went by a title. 'The smiling Swordsman who doesn't exist'.
He didn't understand this title, but just accepted it.
Until he came across a dusk one day. And he realized he had to up his game t defeat it. Usually the heartless ran from him, but this one, stared at him. A woman, in form, as the boy could see past the husk of the poor thing. And she called him by a name. 'Kysex'....
Was that his name? He wasn't sure, so he just went with it. However, none of the inhabitants remembered it anyway.
After he learned his name, he began to have dreams. Dreams that startled him awake each night, noon, and morning, dreams of keyblades, and wars between light and Dark.
Deaths, children, adults, planets blessing chosen warriors and giving them weapons of immense power.
But all fell. All began to fall, creating a graveyard of tokens of people who once walked.
Keyblade wars...
And Kysex still couldn't get rid of that ache in his chest.
And a nagging feeling of being so much more, but unable to acheive a destiny.
One day, he saw a repeat. He had once had to kill a heartless that had a rather strong teen that it had once been. That day, he saw a 'nobody' who's echo was the exact same. He wondered, as he killed that one too, if there was a way to restore these people. If he could somehow, find someone with a 'keyblade' and put the peices back together. Where they all not just stray peices? If there were heartless, and nobodies, and if the 'reflections' were the same, why not put them back together? So he began to listen and ask about 'keyblades'. The closest he got was hearing about the 'key to the kingdom', and the 'key weilder'.
Who, as he could gather, was a boy saving the worlds.
But the cheshire cat told him somethin else too.
Something along the lines of: 'Even if you can't see your own reflection, that doesn't mean you're good. Maybe you just can't see past your own barriers. However, what others see, won't be the same as what you see.'
Kysex, who had grown quite used to the cryptic words of those in wonderland, was a little more than shocked.
He would be seen as a 'bad guy'? But the wonderland inhabitants would stand up for him, right? He had asked that of the cat, who had just chuckled, and asked him who he was again, before dissappearing.
Most of the people forgot him as soon as he was out of sight, and only gave him a nickname becaue they didn't care to know who he really was.
Kysex realized he was one of these 'Nobodies'... A 'shell' of something that had once existed.
As devestatings as that news was, he found he couldn't seem to be.. hurt by it.
Confused, determined, and searching for the answers, kysex is still reluctant to leave his homeworld of wonderland, as he has been there for several years, and gotten rather attached to the colors, and chaos that makes up the world, and the ever constant light that the princess brings.
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