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BASICS
NAME: shiki
PB/IMAGE: here
INFO LINKS: here
CANON POINT: after having brought the suitcase to vischio’s headquarters.
GENDER & SEX: male & male
AGE: not stated in canon, but estimated to be mid/late twenties. (28 for convenience.)
BIRTHDATE/SIGN: november 2nd/scorpio
i picked Scorpio as his sign because many of the adjectives listed under “weakness” perfectly describe his personality. he’s ruthless and dangerous, killing anyone who happens to stand in his way without a second though, and sadistic, taking pleasure into toying with other people, see what it takes to break them and make them submit to his will, claiming them as his own uncaring of the fact that they aren’t a mere object. His graceful movements in battle usually charm those around him as well as the low, calm tone in which he usually speaks add to his mysteriousness, making him pretty hard to forget.
TATTOO: above his heart, 5cm in diameter.
SUITABILITY: n/a

POWERS

ONE:( zodion. ) summoning: fish, crabs, lobsters and other small crustaceans. water summoners may now summon more dangerous fish such as sting-rays, jellyfish, octopi, and sharks. must be near a body of water for these larger species.

PERSONALITY

since he was a kid, shiki has been trained to fight in
the third world war, which ends up leaving Japan split into two
different factions: cfc and nikkoren. during that time, children were
separated from their families to receive military training, to ensure
they would grow up to be most efficient soldiers possible. despite the
fact that it wasn’t uncommon for children to become emotionally
detached, he showed no sign of wanting to associate with anyone, not
even his half brother rin, spending all of his time alone and
perfectioning his fighting skills. his movements are quick and
precise, an indication of his meticulousness, which he also shows in
his habit of cleaning his swords from the remains of blood right after
he has finished his fight. it’s his only weapon and he treats it with
regard, keeping it always in perfect condition.

it can be said he was a perfect accomplishment of what the government
had in mind for the people of japan, as he knew no fear, getting into
battle without a second thought.
fighting was, and still, is everything to him. ultimate power can be
defined as his raison d’etre.

during one of his missions while training as a soldier, he suddenly
meets someone who leaves such a strong impact on him it’ll change his
life. amidst the chaos of a fire, he spots one soldier still standing
above the massacre and makes eye contact with him. his code name is
“n”, and he’s the results of secret experiments aimed to create the
perfect soldier, with inhuman strength and completely devoid of any
human emotion. looking at him, shiki is met with a blank, lifeless
stare, pure nothingness staring back at him and ready to swallow him
up whole. feeling that kind of uneasiness and anxiety comes a complete
shock to him, who had thought himself to be above any low human
weakness such as fear itself. it’s the first time in his life he
experience fears and is consequently defeated.

even though he begs n to kill him, since his pride won’t accept a
defeat without death, n lets him live without apparently giving him
any explanations. not only this wounds his pride, but turns him
completely obsessed with n and overpowering him.
finding him again just to defeat him, erasing the fact that fear even
existed into someone like him, becomes his reason for breathing and
that’s the reason why he goes to toshima and begins roaming the
streets in search of that man.

he’s ruthless, deadly and unstoppable, his name alone enough to make
Igura’s (a tournament where people fight each other to death in order
to be able to challenge il re, igura's strongest participant whose
identity is a secret; (it's later revealed that il re is actually shiki
himself) participants cower in fear as one of his unpredictable
appearances inevitably means that anyone in his way gets brutally
slaughtered.

he’s disgusted by line (a drug that enhances one physical and mental
ability but is highly addictive) users, for the simple fact that they
are fighting with borrowed strength, and n’s strength at that since
the drug comes from his blood, making them not any better than a pack
of rabid dogs that need to be killed without a second thought.
Only those who do not end up begging for their life but present a true
match to his skills are able to hold his interest and that’s one of
the reasons why he becomes interested in akira at first. seeing him
stare back at him so fiercely despite evidently being disadvantaged
against him arouses his predatory side, his will of seeing anyone who
dares oppose him finally break and bow down to him, no matter what it
takes. no one is allowed to put his absolute authority into discussion
and he doesn’t hesitate to use any possible mean to make those who
dare defy it surrender to him.

despite the fact that he seems incapable of showing any kind of
weakness in his quest of chasing n, he involuntarily does let on that
there are things that do affect him, after all. after having
confronted Rin and having killed him, he comes back to akira and tries
to force himself on him like he usually does. this time, though, it’s
different. He doesn’t seem to retain his usual arrogance and self
confidence, going as far as kissing akira for the first time in the
spur of the moment. He’s clearly not his usual self and even though he
just refers to his dead brother as “a cat that kept nipping at his
heels”, it’s evident just how much his death has affected him. it’s
the price to pay to overcome the boundaries set by human’s emotions
and he’ll gladly pay it if it means defeating n in the end but at the
same time he can’t ignore that what he has done as a weight he’ll have
to carry whether he wants to admit it to himself or not

SAMPLES:

"ZODION" FIRST-PERSON NETWORK ENTRY:

his voice it’s his usual unperturbed one, his lips curved slightly
into a mocking smile as he stares directly at the camera.
 ]

whatever the reason is, you sure act like a fool.

it’s hard to guess who he’s referring to without knowing him well, so
it’s unlikely to understand his words unless you happen to be n
himself.
 ]

this time it seems that you have put greater effort than usual in your
little game.

a sound of scorn at the back of his throat as he tilts his head to
the side slightly.
 ]

hmph, it only means you’re delaying your inevitable defeat.
 
"ZODIONLOGS" THIRD-PERSON PROSE ENTRY:

he looked at the words written on that unfamiliar piece of paper once again
just to come at the same 
conclusion: he didn’t care.

the first thing that had come to mind upon waking up somewhere
unfamiliar had been a pair of violet eyes staring back at him, and a
deep, calm voice talking about things he didn’t understand. n. If it
had been his doing, he couldn’t say for sure, but he couldn’t think of
anyone else who could have decided of playing such a game with him.
It wasn’t like he wasn’t used to him appearing somewhere just to
vanish into thin air as soon as he showed up, or leading him into one
of the many abandoned buildings at the outskirt of toshima in the vain
hope of finally confronting him.

but that wasn’t like him. he left traces, faint and unreadable at
times, but still easily identifiable as something that had to do with
him, like the suitcases full of undiluted line he periodically left
behind for him to find. n wanted shiki to know it was him, but not
this time, apparently.

there was no indication of it being his doing, and yet he couldn’t
come up with any other conclusion. He didn’t even know how it had been
possible for him to have been transferred there without him noticing.
shiki was pretty sure he hadn’t dozed off for a single second the
night before. after visiting vischio’s headquarters, he had been
roaming the streets as usual, paying special attention at the
abandoned hotels near district 13 as he had heard from some of the
pathetic dogs he had killed a few days before that a presence akin to
one of a ghost had been spotted in that area but, as usual, he hadn’t
found anything upon searching around.

not to mention the symbol that had appeared on his chest out of
nowhere. was that n’s doing as well? probably. he had been branded,
like one would do with an animal, as if he wanted to leave him
something to remind him of the humiliation he had received that day
years ago, as if his hunting stare hadn’t been enough already.

anger surged like a fire at the pit of his stomach, its icy flames
making his eyes narrow slightly as his gaze dropped to the hand holding
his katana. he was going to find out who was behind all ofthis and whether
it was actually n or not, put an end to them with hisvery own hands. he was
at least certain of that.not to mention the symbol that had appeared on his
chest out of nowhere. was that n’s doing as well? probably. he had been
branded,like one would do with an animal, as if he wanted to leave him
something to remind him of the humiliation he had received that day
years ago, as if his hunting stare hadn’t been enough already.anger
surged like a fire at the pit of his stomach, its icy flames making his eyes
narrow slightly as his gaze dropped to the handholding his katana. he was
going to find out who was behind all of this and whether it was actually n or
not, put an end to them with his very own hands. he was at least certain of that. 

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