Syn Ventari Nyx - [10/10/08]

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Basic Information
Name: Syn Ventari Nyx
--Alias: "Syear"
Gender: Male, Partial Shinigami
Age: 16
Clan//Family: Nyx

Looks:
Syn is rather casual in his looks. He has long black hair that reaches to about the middle of his neck. Usually it is not styled properly. It sits there like a mop upon his lightly tanned skin. His face is pristine like platinum and holds many of his key characteristics. His eyes for example, are colored a deep brown to the point they are nearly black. He has a button nose and a smug grin across his face. Often he has a small variety of expressions. These being a smug grin, a neutral look, and a look of anger.

Syn wears a white loose dress shirt with a white no sleeved under shirt. Also he wears baggy blue jeans that have several pockets on them. Around his neck is a necklace with several beads strung on it. Each bead reads another kanji of an achivement he has accomplished. Currently he has three; Faith, Education, and Freedom. Possibly he is one of the most origonal looking people in his whole University.

Personality:
Syn often has a modest attitude. He tries to enjoy himself but never has been success. Syn perfers a neutral attitude and would rather not be involved in affairs of others. When concerning world events and personal problems he takes great action and will study it for ever long it takes to solve. Having had nearly enough friends he grew up sad and alone, fending for himself in a dog eat dog world. This made him strong willed and without remorse.

Words speak louder than actions in his opinion. Considering the whole "Beyond Birthday" case and all it's pretty sad that so many have died; Yet, it seems to make sense. Yes it really does, I mean he killed off the evil that is rotting our world. Still the police force are trying to catch him! Those who stand in the way of Beyond's judgment deserve to die!

Syn is a generally lonely and quiet-by-nature person. Though he does not strive to make friendships, he is what most would call a good and trustworthy person. Syn oddly never cries, no matter how sad he feels. He is often found meditating, which he feels invigorates him. He would risk his life for anyone, despite being satisfied living life alone. He loves to observe things unnoticed, and his favorite season of the year is winter. Known for being calm throughout Japan he is praised upon by many younger students even though he doesn't wish to be. All in all he is a strong willed individual with a unique attitude.

Rank: 6
Specialty:

History:
Chapter I: Childhood

The deafing pierce of a screaming woman could be heard down the marble halls. Soon after a bawling and crying child, she was dead. Syn's new born baby body squirmed and whined between his mother's lifeless corpse. Jacobs, his father, fell to his knees weeping with endless tears. From that fateful night Syn's life would never be the same.
"Father? Can I go to Eliton's birthday party?" he asked lightly. Syn's eyes went large and his expression set to a worried face.
"Shut the Hell up Syn and get out of my life!" Jacobs replied with a slur between words. For he had became an alcohalic after his wife's death. Also beliveing it was Syn's fault for such.
"I hate you! I hope you burn to death!" Syn screamed back at him rushing to his room and bolting the lock. After a minute of rummaging through his possesions his bag was packed and his escape was planed.Thud! Thud! Thud! Jacobs slammed into the door in a drunken fir of rage. Syn pulled the window open tossing himself out, I hate youhe murrmured to himself.

Chapter II: The Academy

"Get away from me you weirdo!" a school girl scowled at him as he passed by. Syn stared at the floor full of regret and sorrow. As he reached the door to his classroom, #437, the bell rang through the halls.
"He's late again teacher!" a student yelled to the teacher. Moving down a row of desks he can't but over hear the wispering and giggling of the students about him.
"Syn! Your Late! Detention For You!" the teacher said swiftly and with aggresion. With a sigh of depression he rose to his feet to receive a spit ball to his face. "Is it funny to break the school rules! Detention for you too Valen!" Later that day, in detention, Syn sat silently in his usual seat at the back of the class. Thwap! From Valen across the way came a papper airplane that contained the following:

Meet me in the School Plaza at 2:25 or else!

Syn's face went pale with fear. As school got off an hour later the very thought of Valen speaking to him intimidated him. Facing his fears as his personallity would tell him to do he arrived at the plaza to find Valen waiting. Walking up to him Syn slammed his fist into his face knocking him out instantly. Syn had won without breaking a sweat. From then on he was either disrespected or feared by the communities children. Every night he would ask himself, "Will this be my life?"

Chapter III: Whammy's
After amany of years living on his own he figured he would find some where to stay permenantly. He searched far and wide spending all of his money on bus rides and such he finally came to terms with his life. It seemed that he would die an unloved man in this cruel world. But this changed so suddenly that it would nearly blow someone's mind away. He had just left school and was walking quietly home to his wet and cold alley way where he lived when he passed a small flyer. He stopped a momment looking down at it as it flapped in the wind. He was about to choose to pick it up and find a home he always wanted or live the life he had since his mother's death.

He choose.

The ticket was in his hand as he reached the bullet train. He still held the flyer when he reached the loading zone. Placing in the little lugage that mattered he took hold of a seat and they left. Upon arrival he was brought in with open hands after under going some testing to figure his IQ. Later it is found out that he has an IQ of 100 at the age of nine. Being seen as a truely gifted child they proudly represented him. After five years of living there he has gained excess knowlege and has become a Jack-of-all-Trades. He currently knows more than some of the average adults of the time.

Chapter IV: Current Day
Syn awoke from his slumber by the sound of a deafing alarm. Sighing slightly he rose from his thick matress and stummbled into the bathroom. After a quick teeth brushing and dressing he paced himself into his kitchen. Pouring a bowl of cold cereal and filling it to the brim with milk he moved to the couch to watch some Television. Pulling out his laptop from a small bag he turned it on and began his homework for the home.

Name: Syn Ventari Nyx
--Nickname: "Syear Ventari"
Gender: Male
Age: 14

Bloodline: [Soon To Come]
Organization: None

Origins: Western Ashby Estate
Alliance: [Soon To Come]

Rank: 5
Proficiency: Alchemy

Element: Fire
Sub-Elements: Earth

History:
Chapter I: Childhood Dreams
The dim candle light sent and ominous glow over the child's warm face.