Name: Ezeakieal Lumnara
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthday: 12/8
Sexuality: straight
Special Characteristics: Ezeakieal's back is covered in whip scars and has a small star like scar on the center of his fore head and people and friends call him Zeak for short.
Personality: Ezeakieal or Zeak for short has an voracious apatite for social activity. He likes both largely populated areas as well as solitary environments. With his happy go lucky personality he tends to make friends of every kind even the worst of scum in the off chance that it might make them a better person. Zeak's main focus is on mastering his martial schools and honing his body through his magical arts. There is no off day to train in Zeak's mind, he favors weighted clothing and heavy training equipment; so every moment of every day becomes training. Zeak can not pass up any form of martial competition, no rule combat matches are his favorite form of challenge. Zeak's constant exertion on his body is counterbalanced by eating massive quantities of high protein foods, he is bit of a glutton and eats like a miniature black hole. Zeak is a sort of a space cadet, always has his head in the clouds, but he's no slouch either. He considers training the mind to be just as important as his body and has a vital thirst for all forms of knowledge, he has a philosophers soul and enjoys spiritual and revolutionary conversations. He is extremely flirtatious and enjoys chasing women with a over zealous attitude and could be considered the worst womanizer on the planet and has the worst luck with women. His goals in life are to obtain a higher level of existence and transcend the limits of the human body. Zeak has no real residence, and often chooses to live off the land; hunting, foraging for food and drink, using natural natural terrain to find ways to develop his body,and to further his martial talents Zeak wonders the wilderness fighting feral beasts and monsters alike with his bare hands. Zeak's convictions are far from week his honesty, hard work and his dedication to his ambitions make him a very pure and straight forward character whom never gives up on any thing he sets his mind to.
When it comes to battle Zeak's fighting spirit becomes ecstatic the sheer joy combat brings him the border lines of ecstasy. When fighting, whether the opponent is weaker or stronger Zeak always attempts to draw out his foes maximum potential, and he'll do anything; use any insult, play any role needed for his enemies to show no restraint. Zeak could care less about winning or loosing as long as they both had fun and walk away from the outcome a better version of themselves. The only exception to this rule is if his friends are in peril and his adversaries are threatening their lives. When someone threatens his loved ones Zeak holds nothing back and will fight even if his body is destroyed in the process. There are two kinds of fights in Zeak's mind. Tournaments style combat, he is very honorable and follows the rules of engagement, and then real combat where any thing goes, Zeak will fight those with great killing intent and return none. He does not fight to kill; but seeks the pure joys that it brings and deeply wishes to impart this teaching to all whom meet him. Each and every fight has importance to Zeak and every combatant he faces becomes a precious memory and possibly best friends along Zeak's path as a warrior that saves lives. When Zeak receives orders from a superior he can follow with out fail, as long as the one giving the order is someone he trust completely. He will not follow any order that goes against his morals, such as killing, striking an unaware opponent, and leaving friends behind who are hurt or in danger. If ordered to Zeak would jump into the pits of hell if it were for all the right reasons. As a leader Zeak has a very strict code of ethics, don't steal, don't kill, and never abuse your powers. When leading he is quick and decisive when giving orders, and supports his allies to the fullest of his abilities. Zeak does not dismiss any of whom he's leading he's values their ideals and opinions. He considers them to be just as talented and intelligent as him. He firmly believes that any group he leads is no less important then his own life if not greater, because of this Zeak feels a great sense of responsibility towards his underlings and will go to any extent to protect them.
Likes:
*Martial Arts- Ezeakieal was immersed in the form of martial arts since he could walk, when he was old enough to throw a punch he knew that he give his life to perfecting the arts.
*Combat-When he was young, sparing with his master became his playtime by treating fighting like a game he developed a natural and playful outlook on combat that grew into an unbreakable habit.
*Reading- Zeak's general knowledge of the outside world came from reading the many books in his master's library. By the time he was ten he had read all thirty thousand tomes and books that the library consist of.
*Training- Zeak's isn't just diligent when it comes to training he wholeheartedly enjoys it. To him conditioning his body is like breathing, a completely natural part of life.
*Strong women- The women Zeak falls has to at least be able to kick his ass.
*Art-When Zeak left home on his warrior's pilgrimage one of the first cities he traveled to was a city of artistry the fist painting he laid eyes on stole his heart. Since then he has become a practitioner of many forms of art.
*Everyone- Ezeakieal was raised with a strong reverence and love all forms of life whether they be good or evil, man or animal. He has to love everyone but he doesn't have to like the clothes they wear.(I.E Their personalities.)
Dislikes:
*Crime- Zeak is a firm believer in laws but not so much that he becomes unforgiving and blind to the reasons people break them.
*Spoiled attitudes- Ezeakieal can't stand the wealthy people who disregard the poor and hoard countless riches for them selves while the rest suffer though the pangs of poverty.
*War-In Zeak's eyes war is the ultimate sin, countless people tyring to snuff out the precious lives which Zeak reveres so greatly.
Motivations:
*Perfecting the martial art of All- He is constantly seeking out fellow martial artist and learning from them to create and incorporating their schools into his own style.
*Redefining what it means to be human- At a young age Zeak lost a match against a Crash mage. He vowed that his abilities with his magic would allow him to surpass the limits put on the human body and would one day surpass him in a test of strength.
*Saving as many people as he can from the path of evil- Zeak doesn't agree that all you need to do is fight and imprison evil, in order to truly stop evil from creating more evil one must try and understand and help them see the right path. To stop evil you must help them overcome it.
*Saving his childhood friend(See origin below)
Fears:
*Swimming- Because of Zeak's magic his body has become denser making near impossible for him to swim.
*Never reaching his goals-He fears he might die before he transcends being human.
*One day he might kill some one-He fears the day he might become so powerful and overconfident he'll kill some one by accident.
*Flying turtles."THERE NOT NATURAL! WHAT ARE THEY?! RUN!" he doesn't know why he just thinks there unnatural. Something that heavy should not be able to fly.
(just for laughs DAMN U TAMA CHAAAAN!!!!)
General Appearance:Zeak is a generally a fair looking man enough to catch eyes of more than a few women, he isn't the tallest person but his body is compact with highly defined musclues not an ounce of fat remains on his body. Zeak carries himself with great confidence and poise but always maintains a child like smile yet to loose it's innocence (p.s that smile really pisses off or scares the shit out of the evil-dooers) his eyes are young yet stunningly piercing and filled with wonder when he looks at people it's like he's seeing you for you and not your appearance.
Height: 5"7"
Weight: 245lb
Hair: Long auburn brown braided hair that stops just below the back of his knees, the forelock of his hair parts in the center and a the rest is slightly curled around the back of the ear reach out towards the neck.
Eyes: Zeak was born with a rare mutation called heterochromia the color of his eyes are a mix of crystal blue and sunset orange.
Skin Tone: Slightly tan.
Appearance: His clothes are a custom gi and a long black and red coat, he wears arm and leg braces encased inside the casting are filled with a thin layer of lode stone, and a head band to cover his scar. The soles of his feet are near black because he goes everywhere without wearing shoes. He's a tad heavier than he looks and hides it well through refined balance.
Guild/Council
Guild: Fairy Tail
Tattoo: Black on the back of right shoulder blade.
Rank: D
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthday: 12/8
Sexuality: straight
Special Characteristics: Ezeakieal's back is covered in whip scars and has a small star like scar on the center of his fore head and people and friends call him Zeak for short.
Personality: Ezeakieal or Zeak for short has an voracious apatite for social activity. He likes both largely populated areas as well as solitary environments. With his happy go lucky personality he tends to make friends of every kind even the worst of scum in the off chance that it might make them a better person. Zeak's main focus is on mastering his martial schools and honing his body through his magical arts. There is no off day to train in Zeak's mind, he favors weighted clothing and heavy training equipment; so every moment of every day becomes training. Zeak can not pass up any form of martial competition, no rule combat matches are his favorite form of challenge. Zeak's constant exertion on his body is counterbalanced by eating massive quantities of high protein foods, he is bit of a glutton and eats like a miniature black hole. Zeak is a sort of a space cadet, always has his head in the clouds, but he's no slouch either. He considers training the mind to be just as important as his body and has a vital thirst for all forms of knowledge, he has a philosophers soul and enjoys spiritual and revolutionary conversations. He is extremely flirtatious and enjoys chasing women with a over zealous attitude and could be considered the worst womanizer on the planet and has the worst luck with women. His goals in life are to obtain a higher level of existence and transcend the limits of the human body. Zeak has no real residence, and often chooses to live off the land; hunting, foraging for food and drink, using natural natural terrain to find ways to develop his body,and to further his martial talents Zeak wonders the wilderness fighting feral beasts and monsters alike with his bare hands. Zeak's convictions are far from week his honesty, hard work and his dedication to his ambitions make him a very pure and straight forward character whom never gives up on any thing he sets his mind to.
When it comes to battle Zeak's fighting spirit becomes ecstatic the sheer joy combat brings him the border lines of ecstasy. When fighting, whether the opponent is weaker or stronger Zeak always attempts to draw out his foes maximum potential, and he'll do anything; use any insult, play any role needed for his enemies to show no restraint. Zeak could care less about winning or loosing as long as they both had fun and walk away from the outcome a better version of themselves. The only exception to this rule is if his friends are in peril and his adversaries are threatening their lives. When someone threatens his loved ones Zeak holds nothing back and will fight even if his body is destroyed in the process. There are two kinds of fights in Zeak's mind. Tournaments style combat, he is very honorable and follows the rules of engagement, and then real combat where any thing goes, Zeak will fight those with great killing intent and return none. He does not fight to kill; but seeks the pure joys that it brings and deeply wishes to impart this teaching to all whom meet him. Each and every fight has importance to Zeak and every combatant he faces becomes a precious memory and possibly best friends along Zeak's path as a warrior that saves lives. When Zeak receives orders from a superior he can follow with out fail, as long as the one giving the order is someone he trust completely. He will not follow any order that goes against his morals, such as killing, striking an unaware opponent, and leaving friends behind who are hurt or in danger. If ordered to Zeak would jump into the pits of hell if it were for all the right reasons. As a leader Zeak has a very strict code of ethics, don't steal, don't kill, and never abuse your powers. When leading he is quick and decisive when giving orders, and supports his allies to the fullest of his abilities. Zeak does not dismiss any of whom he's leading he's values their ideals and opinions. He considers them to be just as talented and intelligent as him. He firmly believes that any group he leads is no less important then his own life if not greater, because of this Zeak feels a great sense of responsibility towards his underlings and will go to any extent to protect them.
Likes:
*Martial Arts- Ezeakieal was immersed in the form of martial arts since he could walk, when he was old enough to throw a punch he knew that he give his life to perfecting the arts.
*Combat-When he was young, sparing with his master became his playtime by treating fighting like a game he developed a natural and playful outlook on combat that grew into an unbreakable habit.
*Reading- Zeak's general knowledge of the outside world came from reading the many books in his master's library. By the time he was ten he had read all thirty thousand tomes and books that the library consist of.
*Training- Zeak's isn't just diligent when it comes to training he wholeheartedly enjoys it. To him conditioning his body is like breathing, a completely natural part of life.
*Strong women- The women Zeak falls has to at least be able to kick his ass.
*Art-When Zeak left home on his warrior's pilgrimage one of the first cities he traveled to was a city of artistry the fist painting he laid eyes on stole his heart. Since then he has become a practitioner of many forms of art.
*Everyone- Ezeakieal was raised with a strong reverence and love all forms of life whether they be good or evil, man or animal. He has to love everyone but he doesn't have to like the clothes they wear.(I.E Their personalities.)
Dislikes:
*Crime- Zeak is a firm believer in laws but not so much that he becomes unforgiving and blind to the reasons people break them.
*Spoiled attitudes- Ezeakieal can't stand the wealthy people who disregard the poor and hoard countless riches for them selves while the rest suffer though the pangs of poverty.
*War-In Zeak's eyes war is the ultimate sin, countless people tyring to snuff out the precious lives which Zeak reveres so greatly.
Motivations:
*Perfecting the martial art of All- He is constantly seeking out fellow martial artist and learning from them to create and incorporating their schools into his own style.
*Redefining what it means to be human- At a young age Zeak lost a match against a Crash mage. He vowed that his abilities with his magic would allow him to surpass the limits put on the human body and would one day surpass him in a test of strength.
*Saving as many people as he can from the path of evil- Zeak doesn't agree that all you need to do is fight and imprison evil, in order to truly stop evil from creating more evil one must try and understand and help them see the right path. To stop evil you must help them overcome it.
*Saving his childhood friend(See origin below)
Fears:
*Swimming- Because of Zeak's magic his body has become denser making near impossible for him to swim.
*Never reaching his goals-He fears he might die before he transcends being human.
*One day he might kill some one-He fears the day he might become so powerful and overconfident he'll kill some one by accident.
*Flying turtles."THERE NOT NATURAL! WHAT ARE THEY?! RUN!" he doesn't know why he just thinks there unnatural. Something that heavy should not be able to fly.
(just for laughs DAMN U TAMA CHAAAAN!!!!)
General Appearance:Zeak is a generally a fair looking man enough to catch eyes of more than a few women, he isn't the tallest person but his body is compact with highly defined musclues not an ounce of fat remains on his body. Zeak carries himself with great confidence and poise but always maintains a child like smile yet to loose it's innocence (p.s that smile really pisses off or scares the shit out of the evil-dooers) his eyes are young yet stunningly piercing and filled with wonder when he looks at people it's like he's seeing you for you and not your appearance.
Height: 5"7"
Weight: 245lb
Hair: Long auburn brown braided hair that stops just below the back of his knees, the forelock of his hair parts in the center and a the rest is slightly curled around the back of the ear reach out towards the neck.
Eyes: Zeak was born with a rare mutation called heterochromia the color of his eyes are a mix of crystal blue and sunset orange.
Skin Tone: Slightly tan.
Appearance: His clothes are a custom gi and a long black and red coat, he wears arm and leg braces encased inside the casting are filled with a thin layer of lode stone, and a head band to cover his scar. The soles of his feet are near black because he goes everywhere without wearing shoes. He's a tad heavier than he looks and hides it well through refined balance.
Guild/Council
Guild: Fairy Tail
Tattoo: Black on the back of right shoulder blade.
Rank: D
- Origins:
- Ezeakieal was born on a small island near the center of the ocean when turned 3 his mother died from an unknown disease, his father stricken from grief lost his sanity and killed himself. A year later the orphanage was raided by a dark guild and Zeak and many of his friends were sold into slavery. The boy being born with a weak body could do nothing to retaliate. When he was old enough to work he was put to work at a slave encampment. His first night was the worst Zeak was used to simple labor but nothing compared to the strenuous work of a slave, unable to keep up with the demands of his horrid owners they savagely beat him and left him for dead in the dungeon. The following morning Zeak woke of to the feeling of something cooling the ache from his wounded body. “Don't move I have to cut open the wound around your eye to stop the swelling, or else you risk loosing it's sight.” a rugged older male's voice called out to him. Zeak didn't care what the man did as long as the pain stopped he would have let gut him if he wanted to. Zeak felt a small swipe across the massive welt then the hot flow of blood dripping down his face. Zeak got a good look at the old man he had a brawny bulky type of body, his face was rugged and he had a small beard where the edges have already grayed, his eyes were old even older than his face. Zeak couldn't figure out what it was but there was something about his deep brown eyes that kept the boy thinking “How old is this man really?” “A few of your ribs are broken and you're running a high fever, just sleep, I'll do what I can to help.” Even he had told Zeak to stay awake it wouldn't have made a difference, the child had already passed out.
The days passed as the unknown man tended to the child's tattered body, when Zeak felt well enough to talk he asked the old man “Whats your name?”
“Tetra, a slave just like you. Whats yours?”
“Ezeakieal. Why are you helping me?”
“Because I can! If someone is in front of you and they're hurting then of course helping is natural thing do.”
Zeak began to cry, “Then this world doesn't have any common sense.” Tetra looked at the boy with pity “What will you do about it, scorn the world because you haven't had a good life.” “No!” Zeak cried out “Then what will you do? With your strength there's not much you can do?” I need power!” “What will you do when you manage to gain that power?” Zeak looked at Tetra “I want the power to right the injustice I see before my eye's, to help those less fortunate so that they never experience the pain I've lived trough, but it can't stop there there has to be more I can do; like stopping them before they ever get started down the path of evil, curving from the path they're already on. Make them part of the solution not the problem.” Tetra was surprised to he such wise and brave words from some one so young. “Then I will teach you.” “Teach me?” Zeak questioned “The arts of self defense of course!” Zeak couldn't believe the sight of this old man demonstrate his marital prowess for many days he observed the many styles of combat collected through-out the old mans life. While Zeak healed he observed with close scrutiny hundreds upon thousands off unique martial arts; millions of forms and training methods were drilled into his body over the next six years.
The day was scorching and the dry air left most slaves with heat stroke or worse. Zeak's group was clearing a field full of boulders so there owner's could begin construction a massive scale, no one knew what they were building, though no slave would dare to have mind enough to ask. The heat only got worse as Zeak ran towards his master. “Sensei!” He called out respectfully. The old man had tanned something fierce but he unlike others not a single drop of sweat had tainted his body, “What is it Zeak?” “Look what Aura taught me!” Aura was a slave girl with sky blue hair and sapphire colored eyes, she was part of the group of friends Zeak had managed to make. He held his hand out towards a small pebble and began to move it with the power of his mind; just a few inches though. “Aura's a lot better than me she could lift one of the boulders with ease.” A shocked look crossed Tetra's face, he grabbed Zeak's hands and with worry “Where is Aura now?” Over by the facility, why? Whats wrong?” Tetra ran of in the direction Zeak pointed out and the boy followed not to far behind. When they arrived at the facility the scene that was displayed before them shook them to the core. Two of his friends lay slain riddled full of holes, Aura was beaten to a pulp the slaver holding her by the hair was talking to what looked to be a dark guild official. The dark guild member had shaggy shoulder length black hair, his eyes were crimson red ad held a monstrous aura within them, he was wearing a custom dark blue overcoat and held a gun holstered at his hip. He reached out to grab Aura when Zeak lost it. Unable to contain his rage he lunged at the guard and grabbed the back of his head and kneed him square in the jaw as hard as he could. Teeth and blood sprayed from the man's mouth as he fell to the ground. Aura fell over unconscious Zeak couldn't hear Tetra yelling at him to stop his assault when he rolled over to the next guard and swept him off of his feet with a graceful, almost dance like kick into an immediate horizontal spinning elbow to the chest the very moment his back hit the ground. Zeak jumped up from his prone back effortlessly, but before he could start his dash towards the next guard the dark guild member pulled out a small magically enhanced pistol and shot at the savage boy Tetra leaped between them and tried to stop the bullet, it was no good the magic shot ripped through Tetra's upper torso and nailed Zeak in the head. Aura awoke moments earlier and screamed the moment the round hit the child. A psychic flow of energy shook the grounds and for a split moment everything in a hundred mile radius was weightless, as Aura clasped a massive shock wave tore trough the region sending thousands of slaves and slavers alike flying through the air, the only ones in the center of this great turbulence were The dark guild member, Aura, Zeak and his Sensei.
Tetra had managed to burrow most of his fore arm into the ground while keeping hold Ezeakieal's body with his other. “HAHAHAHHA” The dark guild member began to laugh menacingly “Amazing; just amazing, to think such power came from such an innocent little girl. What a monster.” Tetra began to bite the bottom part of his lip just hard enough to bleed when he heard the sound of his pupil roaring “SHE'S NOT A MONSTER! SHE'S MY PRECIOUS FRIEND!” Zeak jumped out from Tetra's grasp and tried to jump kick the dark guild member in the side of his face, the malefic man grinned at the boy's pitiful attempt to attack and easily deflected him and sent the poor boy rolling trough the dirt. “You should be dead that was a magic missile it never misses it's mark.” Zeak pulled himself up from the ground blood ran down his face, the hole in his fore head was deep but it didn't get trough his skull. Zeak ripped part of his sleeve and tied it around his head, his fierce young eye's glared down the veil man before him “She saved my life, COULD A MONSTER CARE ABOUT A FRIEND EVEN WHEN HER OWN LIFE WAS ENDANGERED, YOU JACKASS...” Zeak felt his master pat his head. “Alright that's enough out of you I'll take it from here. I thought you were dead you twerp.” Zeak turned around to see his Sensei as a different man, he's jaw dropped in awe at the drastic change that had occurred, twenty years had faded away the wound tunneling through his chest healed almost instantly, white steam started to form over the wounds on his body, “To think she destroyed the magic canceler from all the way over here that must have been some shock wave, almost killed me too, but thanks to her I got my second wind.” The dark guild member looked at the girl, then at the boy and his Sensei. Such an impossible turn of events stood in-front the man who came here for such a simple task. Just how much more was going to get in his way “It doesn't matter you all be dead any ways.” Before you kill us can I ask you the name of the one who will slay me.” Tetra mocked “Ucifer If you must know!” he raise his gun and pointed it at the boy again expecting Tetra to jump in front the bullets path but he didn't, Tetra had moved so fast that Ucifer couldn't follow, the pistol in is hand had been shattered by his palm thrust, without hesitation Tetra attempted to elbow his under jaw however Ucifer managed to doge it by a hair breadth. “This is surprising how is a mortal able to move so quickly?” Tetra didn't lose focus as he immediately followed up with a fierce palm to the stomach; but that to was no use as well, Ucifer had leapt into the air. Massive bat like wing sprouted from his back as he took flight. “I would love to stay and kill you but I don't fight battles when victory is uncertain, there have too many inconceivable variables to account for, so before any more reoccur I'll be taking my leave.” The tips of Ucifer's index and middle fingers began to glow, a blue hue of pearlescent colors trailed following his hand as he carved a pentagram into the air.
As he drew the final glyph into the pentagram he whispered“Demons Door” A demonic crystalline archway appeared floating in place, Zeak couldn't even begin to grasp the situation when Tetra roared out “Stop if you risk taking her though that miasma you know what will happen to her? She's human not a Demon like you.” The Demon Ucifer looked at the two of them an a wily grin showing his razor sharp teeth. “This too could be considered to be an unexpected turn of events” Moment's when he was moments away from flying through the Demon's door he felt a tug on the girl's body, The demon looked back to see Zeak with his arm stretched out as if he were reaching for Aura. “Stubborn child” Ucifer raise his hand and pointed at Zeak, “Give her back!” The boy yelled as blood began to run down his nose. A blot of energy shot towards the boy “Zeak dodge it! I can't deflect that!” Tetra wailed, Zeak jumped back and lost control over his grip. Before he could lock on the door had disappeared along with Ucifer, and Aura.
“Nooo!” Zeak cried out as he smashed his fist against the earth Tetra ran to his side to stop him “It's not your fault Ezeakieal...”
“Isn't it though? Zeak interrupted “I was to weak again.” Zeak's eye's ran to the back of his head as he collapsed face forward into the dirt.
Zeak slept for hours but when he finally awoke he noticed that his master's was carrying him on his back. “You can put me down now Sensei.” Tetra looked back at the boy, “You sure you can walk?” Zeak jumped down then started to fall he's Sensei reached out to grab him but he caught himself. “I'm okay! I need to get stronger and I can't do that by sitting on my ass.” The boy looked at Tetra “So where are we going?” Tetra smiled “Some where we can get stronger. My old dojo. A least I hope it's still in one piece it's been thirty years since I was tricked out of my strength.”
“Tricked out of your strength? Wait a minute you were even stronger than you already are.”
“Yea right now I'm trying to revive the dead muscles in my body, right now I'm using telekinesis to move my body, while dosing my super muscle with a highly refined myotein and protein. Think of it like I'm cursed and slowly breaking it.” Zeak scratched his head “Yeah I didn't get any of that.” Tetra laughed “I'm going to teach you an old and very powerful magic Ezeakieal my student.” Zeak looked up in aw “Sensei?”
“Yea?”
“You've lost another ten years or so. How old are you?”
“Old enough!”
They arrived at the outskirts of Magnolia, a small shack like dojo blended in with the nature. They stayed their for 7 years training for Zeak it was what he considered to be training from hell. During the eighth year Tetra called Zeak into the dojo, Zeak had grown into a strong well built man though not the tallest, his hair had grown so much that his braided hair now loomed over his bottom. His Sensei looked him in the eye “Today you leave on your warriors pilgrimage, but never forget your training and take my advice make friends do not seek strength on your own. Seek out a Guild and find friends you can one day entrust your burdens to.” Zeak bowed “You taught me much and I promise one day I'll return.”
Zeak was off in search for a Guild and he wondered for two years before finding himself at Fairy Tail.
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