Name: Raz
Age:17
Appearance: Short to medium length, spikey, and silver hair, a prominent scar over his right eye, left eye blue, right is fiery red. Black pants with silver accents and a black shirt with a red and silver dragon on the back, wears a long black cloak (like Org13 ish)
Weapon: Masamune
Personality: Quiet and dark, somewhat hard to get to know.
Bio: Raz chooses his friends wisely, as he was betrayed by his closest and most trusted friend years ago, and got cast into the darkness. Somehow surviving, he uses the darkness to his advantage, having the powers of darkness inside him, growing more and more in strength through his thirst for revenge on his friend. The only evidence of his time in darkness and his boiling hatred is his right eye, where his friend had wounded him. Wishes for companions to see the worlds with, as well as an end to his struggle in darkness.
World Of Origin: Twilight Town
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Raz was searching Twilight Town for clues as to where the object of his search might be. Running swiftly and quietly over rooftops to avoid being seen, but at the same time seeing everything. Suddenly he stopped in the middle of a roof as he could sense something wasn't right with his surroundings. He kneeled down and observed everything around him, watching and waiting for what he knew was going to happen. Suddenly, he sensed a strong force coming from nearby. Standing up straight and jumping to the closest highest building he could and pulled the hood back from his cloak. "Such power....", he said to himself. "But how could this be? And here of all places?" His eyes searching the streets carefully for the energy sources point of origin. Finally, he knew he had spotted the source. Quickly he ran along the buildings ledge and jumped from the top of the building. He focused his hearing towards the location and heard faint words in his mind... "...Darkness...Roxas...Sora....Keyblade...". Suddenly he landed in the middle of the group. He stood up slowly from his landing position and looked towards the one they had referred to as "Roxas" and at his keyblade. "So...it was the keyblade after all..."