Seikatsu's History

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So before this begins, I'm letting you know Seikatsu is NOT his real name. How he got that name is in the next part of his back-story, Seikatsu's original name is Niyol which is native for "Wind"

Ever since a child's young they show immense promise... except Niyol. From the age of 3 most children already can use magic, Niyol never had magic to begin with. Growing up, he was ostracized because he was the weakest. He couldn't cast a single spell, whereas the other kids were already practicing the art of spiritual healing. His father gave him a sword and tried to teach him to use it, but to no avail. At the same time, a village girl names Istas was the most powerful female wizard the village had ever seen at her age. When she was born, her mother died because she accidentally froze her womb. At the age of 3 she was able to make Ice Spikes, and launch them. When her official training began at age 5, she was able to create a blizard. The other children were so afraid of her, she was ostracized just like Niyol. Niyol was sitting unter the same Oak tree that he always did when Istas came over to him. Niyol looked her in the eyes, when Istas looked back she saw nothing. Niyol's eyes were devoid of all things natural to children; Hope, Joy, Love, Happiness gone... not even Anger was in his eyes. The first thing he said to her was "Go ahead, I already know what you're going to do..."  and he was expecting some form of abuse. But when Niyol thought Istas would hit him, or throw mud at him, or even curse his existence, she didn't. Istas sat next to him, and held him closely. Niyol didn't know how to deal with this, and he shoved her away and quickly climbed up the tree, taking pleasure in that this strange girl couldn't follow. One day, while roaming the woods as Niyol always did, he heard the sound of growling, and barking. Thinking he would see a deer becoming wolf food, he saw Istas being attacked by wild dogs. Istas was a gentle person, and could never hurt another being. She was also too scared to think of something to do. Niyol ran out of the bush and tackled one of the dogs. He placed himself between Istas and the dogs, and got ready to die if he needed. The dogs attacked Niyol, biting, and scratching him, and he did his best to hurt even one of them. Istas couldn't let Niyol die, his father would never forgive her, or so she thought so she went against her own nature and summoned several Ice Spikes. She fired the spiked in rapid succession, eventually killing the wild dogs. Niyol got off the floor, against Istas's plea for him to stay put, and began walking to their village. Istas followed him to make sure he didn't get hurt or collapse. While his wounds were being treated he questioned himself, asking things such as:

Why did I protect her... she's just like the rest of them.
Why did she protect me... I'm not important at all.
Will father be unhappy that I didn't die?
Will father be unhappy that I left the village?

Much to his surprise, the first person other than the man treating him, that came into the room was Istas. "What do you want?" he asked coldly. Istas walked over, and held his hand. She looked sad, and had tears forming in her eyes. "I...I'm sorry." she said with a scratchy voice. This was the first time he'd ever had someone apologize for some reason, he replied "Don't cry, Istas." The two became the closest friends afterwards, and Niyol found himself taking up a sword and practicing with it. After some time, Istas was able to find his training spot, which was next to a lake, and decided to join him. The two trained in sword fighting for hours, and spent much of their time together. When they were nine the two arranged with their parents that when they became adults, the two would be bound to each other.

The next year, the day before Niyol's birthday (Nov. 1), he was playing at the same lake he trained for the past five years. Istas had kicked him a bit too hard, and sent Niyol flying into a tree trunk, instead of stopping at the ground, he fell through. He straightened himself up, and tried to get out, but slipped on a small black object. He looked at it and discovered it was a box, and he stuffed it in his robes. The second attempt to get out was more successful. At night, Niyol got curious and opened the black box, finding a piece of paper with a magic circle inside. On the back was the words 'Suscipiam, Contractus, Deamon, Anima' and 'Altsoba' each word written on an end of the magic circle's pentagram. His curiosity lead him to go back to the woods in the middle of night, and using a stick create the magic circle. He made an exact copy, and stood in the center, but nothing happened. He turned to the back, and recited the words making sure he spelled it right.
"Suscipiam..."
"Contractus..."
"Deamon..."
"Anima..."
"Alstoba..."
The circle glowed bright blue, and Niyol was lifted into the air as a dark presance wrapped itself around him. He felt so much pain as his very soul was being torn into that he fainted. When he awoke, he felt heat... A lot of heat. He looked around, and realized the house he was in was on fire. In his hand was a dagger, and when he looked up he saw Istas, with cut marks all over her.
"Please... don't do this" she pleaded. But when Niyol opened his mouth the voice wasn't his. It was the voice of the unholy beast that now inhabited his soul.
"The boy's heart bleeds to see you like this... you must be his woman..." the voice said.
"You're not Niyol!" Istas shrieked.
"No. I am Altsoba, the demon of war, and if you don't die your boyfriend's soul is mine. As well as his adorably body!" the voice replied. Istas told the demon Altsoba that if she has to die, then only Niyol can do it. Niyol couldn't do it, he didn't want to, but Istas grabbed his hand. Istas's hand was shaking, and she was crying, but she knew if the demon had control of him, the entire village would die. She pulled his hands closer, with the dagger pointed in her direction "It's okay..."
she said with a smile, and tears running down her face. "Don't... cry Istas." Niyol said, and pulled all his strength together, forcing his hand forward and burying the dagger deep inside Istas's stomach.
The following morning, Niyol woke up at the tribe's ceremonial fire pit in the middle of the village with the dagger in his hand. The houses were burnt to ash, except his own. He went to his house, and grabbed his training sword, using it to rip open some of the floor boards. When he did, he found the village sword the 'Thorn of Glory' still in its hiding spot. Since the blade wasn't drawn, he knows his parents died in their sleep. He ran to their rooms, and checked, there they were... all bloody and dead. Niyol had tears on his face, the fact that it was more than just one person who he ended. He dropped the sword, and stormed to the other houses searching through the remains, and found that all were dead. Babies, Children younger than he, his parents... dead. Where Istas was stabbed was a pile of ash on top of a bloody set of robes. Niyol fell to his knees, and began to cry. He heard the demons voice in his head saying "Our contract is complete. You now have the power you need, to do all you want."
"That's it... the trade is my entire village, for power?" he asked angrily.
"In a nutshell, yes. You have your power, and I have my souls. We have no further business, just know, when you die I get your soul as well." she told Niyol.
Niyol wanted to kill himself, but that isn't the way of his people. The way of his people is to receive punishment. Niyol went to his home, and grabbed a satchel his father kept under the hammock, and stuffed the dagger in it. He went to each house looking for supplies. From one house, he found some bread that was badly scorched. From another he got some metal plugs, and from Istas's house, he took a piece of her bloodied white robe. As a final ritual when a person has died, he must burn their bodies. Niyol gathered the limbs, and bodies from each house, and dragged them to the ceremonial fire pit. He piled all the wood he could find, and put a thick coating of pyre oil on it. He poured the rest all over his home. Niyol waited till dusk, before he lit the pyre, an honor he would never be given under normal circumstances. He stood up, and had a flashback to the first one he was at, where the chief (his big brother) would lead the dance. With tears pouring down his face, Niyol danced until the moon was in the middle of the sky, marking the day of mourning is over. Niyol slept next to his house, for he is a traitor, and he has no rights to property. When dawn broke he went to the fire pit and found a piece of wood that was covered in embers, went to the house and threw it in. He walked away covered in blood, sweat, and tears with his former home burning in the background.

Niyol had been traveling for four years. He spent much of his time in the woods, and coastlines watching as people and animals lived their life. His travels one day brought him to a strange blacksmith who was unusually friendly. The blacksmith taught him the basics of the trade, how to maintain a sword, how to keep it clean, sharpen it, and even repair it. Niyol learned well, and he learned fast. With each day that passed, Niyol wanted to stay more and more, so after he learned enough he asked the man if he would do Niyol a favor. The man agreed, and Niyol asked him to fuse the dagger, and his sword, and make them into one weapon. The blacksmith protested, saying that it would make the sword just as dangerous to Niyol, but his protests were ignored. In the end the man did it, and Niyol had renamed the weapon the 'Thorn of Betrayal.' Just as his weapon received a new name, Niyol wanted one as well. He wanted one that was ironic, and opposite to what he was. He asked the man, what is the word for 'Life' and the man told him 'Seikatsu.' From that day forward, Niyol took up the name 'Seikatsu' and never once thought twice about it.

After abandoning the blacksmith, Seikatsu fund a place in the woods next to an abandoned cemetery. Here, he saw the world differently. The world around him was thick with a type of mist, and he could feel the presence of others even though no-one was there. Seikatsu ignored his feeling of being watched, and sat next to the lake to mediate. As he began meditating, strange lights began to encircle him, his concentration broke and the lights vanished. Seikatsu looked around, seeing if someone was there but he saw nothing. It happened again, and again, and again until he finally realized that he was doing it. He trained himself to control the lights, not only their size, but their shape, their color, the way they drift about. After the demon Altsoba told him he was finally worth her time, Seikatsu realized that this is what he killed so many for... and he hated himself even more. Magic was of no use to Seikatsu, he went his entire childhood without it. Now he was a man (by his tribes standards) and he finally had it. Worse, he traded the lives of over 300 people for it. Seikatsu decided to learn to use it to preserve life, and had Altsoba train him to use his magic from that day onward. The first thing he learned, was that what he controlled was his tribes signature element, souls. Altsoba told him that the contract doesn't let her control what the medium is, and that the reason his was Soul is because it's the closest to his heart. The second is that souls will take the form of whatever container they're squeezed into. According to Altsoba, it's because the soul itself has no true form, and in the case of Soul Energy, it has no will. Using this concept, Seikatsu trained day in and day out under the instruction of Altsoba in stuffing souls into the scabbard for his Thorn of Betrayal, and making a single slice with it.
The next thing he learned, was how to use souls to increase a weapons potency, by weaving them around the object. He was told to first practice making pots, and cups from various plant fibers to get a good idea of what would be best. By the time Seikatsu was 16 he'd mastered reinforcing, and moved onto creating. The idea of taking a soul, and turning it into a free-form object, manipulating it into a definite shape was unheard of in his village. He was advised not to do such a thing by Altsoba. But Seikatsu hated her still, and was hard headed. He spent an entire year learning how to collect the soul energy, and another year to form it. After a few more months, he learned to maintain it. Altsoba figured she'd have no choice but accept his hard headedness, and trained him to learn one last thing before leaving his training grounds. It was odd how this was something that came naturally for Seikatsu. He followed Altsoba's instructions and took the spirit energy and compacted it into a ball. After that, he expanded the energy, the resulting sphere was huge. Not only big, but it was tough. During the times he didn't have a demon's soul forcing him to practice magic, he practiced using his sword. Once his training with the part of himself that he despised the most was complete, he never heard from Altsoba again.

Finally, at the age of 19 (and a half) Seikatsu left his training area, and set out to learn the ways of outsiders. He had no problem with animals seeing him, but he felt himself to be inhuman. He destroyed everything he knew, and all for a power he didn't want. His first order of business was finding a way to hide his face from the humans. He found a farm that had just the thing, one of the workers had a large cloak and left it outside after a storm passed through. Seikatsu didn't care that it was wet, he made haste to 'borrow' the cloak. He found a rusty sword, with a black scabbard among some corpses at an old battle field and he threw out the sword, but kept the scabbard. Seikatsu figured it'd be better than having to rely on Thorn of Betrayals scabbard to use his Soul Sword.

Seikatsu's first mission: Steal the Fudge Recipe was a rather silly one, and left an atrocious after taste in Seikatsu's mind. He felt somewhat guilty for using all the people in that restaurant, but he got over it.

Seikatsu eventually bumped into a rather interesting fellow, and ended up teaming with him. Against Seikatsu's will, but it wasn't too terrible. The only difficult part about the job was that Altsoba was able to take control of Seikatsu, even if it was momentary. The job I'm referring to is Break the Siege.

Seikatsu rested with the villagers he helped in break the siege, and moved onto a task that a strange woman with white hair pointed him to back in peace town. An Escaped Convict had busted out of the slammer in order to see his child and wife. It got Seikatsu thinking of the possibility of him having a family. But he decided it would never be so, not until he can forgive himself.

Afterwards he was contracted by a whiney rich fart to spy on some cloaked woman. The woman gave him a severe thrashing, and also got him thinking that perhaps he didn't kill off ALL of his tribe... the job was a Spy request to see if the woman was stealing the rich guys cash. Turned out to be some kid who used the money to pay the woman to make light shows using Ice-Make magic. Seikatsu has the feeling that she might be from his tribe... but is that even possible?

Seikatsu was traveling through the forgotten desert, thinking it'd be a straight shot to the coast when he came across some nerdy looking guy. The man had found the bone of some long dead creature, and some bandits stole it. Upon finding the bandits, Seikatsu interrogated one of them, and found out a Necromancer was going to use the bone to turn himself into the monster. Seikatsu visited the Archeological Excavation and tried to stop the man, but it was too late. The necromancer paid the ultimate price for tampering with the natural world. Seikatsu gave the relic back to the professor in Magnolia Town.
shortly after this white haired woman in a black cloak took a job posting from the local guild hall, and shoved it into Seikatsu's chest. She walked away pretending nothing happened, which ticked Seikatsu off.

Following the job that white haired wench shoved onto Seikatsu, he decided to do it. Originally he though it was simple sneak, knock out, turn in operation but this was trashed as the man was on a dock, and Seikatsu wanted him alive. After finding out what happened to Jacob Goodnight Seikatsu let jacob know a bit about his life. Jacob didn't want to turn into Seikatsu, even if Seikatsu was kind and gentle(ish) now so he went and turned himself in. Seikatsu made sure the guards didn't try to rough Jacob up, and even shook the giant man's hand before leaving.