In a world known as Nam, you are a warrior known as a Soldier of Light. You can weild many weapons, including a Keyblade if you wish (has to be a custom Keyblade you made up). You are going to war against the Dark Master known as Doom. You are traveling on a train...(you only wear armor)

 

Here's the layout for character's

 

Name:

Age: (13-19)

Sex

Race:(make up your own)

Character Appearance:

Armor appearance:

Weapon:

Weapon appearance:

Personality:

 

Here's my character:

 

Name:Avin

Age: 14

Sex:Male

Race:Human

Character Appearance:looks like Roxas but with black hair and yellow eyes

Armor Appearance:Akin to Ven's but silver and gold

Weapon:Keyblade (Hidden Courage)

Weapon Appearance: all black but with white lines circling handle

Personality: Brave, Strong, usually does as told

Avin: "why'd you heal me could've easily killed me"?

"I was to strong an opponent to you... if you actually posed a threat, I would have killed you... but, as you had no chance against my power... I let you live..."

Avin:

The man, still shrouded in mystery... walked away...

Avin:

The man sat on hsi throne...

I was walking towards the rubble when I heard footsteps, I slumped to the shadows and sunk into the earth below me, not wanting to be noticed by anyone.

The man laughed...

"Do you truly think you can hide from me?... fool... I felt you drawing near minutes ago..."

My eyes flickered to the throne, "Interesting, and here I thought I could slip by without notice under the terra." I said in my deep, persuasive voice i've had.

"Hmmm... Apparently your thoughts dissuade you..."

"Apparently they do..." I said. I arose from the ground in a leviating manner and looked directly at the man on the throne.

The man laughed...

"Do you know who I am?"

"Possibly an evil soul waiting for the correct person to release him away to Hell?" I asked with a smirk on my face. My arms swung out in a welcoming gesture as I still stood outside the tower.

The Man laughed heartily...

"A near perfect answer... *Laughs more*..."

He drew his colossal Keyblade...

"Only, I wait for the correct person, TO SEND TO HELL!"

I flinched into a battle stance at the exclamiation. My keyblade appearing at my side. "Now then, do we have to get physical on this subject evil one? I being a solider of light would definetly have my duty done unto thee." I said without my facial expression changed.

"Maybe you should go check and see what happened to your OTHER friend before you challenge me Boy..."

He paused...

"But since theres no chance of that..."

The Man slashed him...

Avin: "oh crap"

In my left hand I held my keyblade, in my right hand I levitated an elemental orb of earth.

The man slashed him across the chest...

"AGH!" I grugded as I fell backward onto the earth. My weapons dissapewaring from my hands. A moment of pain, about 5 seconds of flinching, and I smirked again and looked up at the man, I almost laughed, but i usually never laugh.

The Man picked him up with a single hand....

he held him high above his head...

"Fool..."

"Well it's not like i'm a trained knight or anything." I said with my eyes closed and no scared or other expression on my face, I was completely calm. "Nice attack though, but when are you going to let me go? If you wanted me dead I would be dead by now." i said casting a Curaga spell on myself to heal my wound. "Its a bit cold up here." I said to him.

The man laughed...

"Your cheery disposition enlightens me... Go on, enlighten me further..."

Name:Willian

Age: 13

Sex:male

Race:human

Character Appearance:has straight hair and blond, blue eyes, medium height

Armor appearance:have a helmet that covers only up to eye level, silver armor (not shiny)

Weapon:a soword,thet he puts on his back, and controls fire

Weapon appearance:---------

Personality:Is very lonely and quiet,don't like to talk very much,prefers to be alone than with other people,is a little bit strong.

Avin: "don't..fight...him".