Charrie Name:Kaze no Kage
Meaning:Wind Shadow
Real Name:Mike
Sex: Male
Age:19
Class:Long Arm
Lvl:3
Weapon:Iron Spear
Clothing:General Shinto Preist clothing with the following exceptions; he wears no hat, both the color of the pants and the collar of the shirt are dark-jade, there is also a jade implant of the word "wind" in his left hand, and lastly he has group of paper charms handging of the end of his blade.
Hair:Brown, jade at tips, short, rounded, spiked to look like a dome, and also has a small tail at the end.
Eyes:Left jade, right brown, get lighter and darker depending on his mood.
Personality:Slightly introverted, rather stoic also, but has a general nice personality once you get to know him. Also is nice to noobs. Also tends to think he can do more that he really can. (i.e. fighting a lvl 30 bugged monster while he is lvl 1 and actually winning)
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~~~~~~An Extended History~~~~~~
16 years ealier
It's a dark and rainy night, in the distance two people are running

"Sayori! Run! move! We have to get to get back to the house!"
"I'm running as fast as I can Zack!"

Now visable, behind the couple a group of men are running after them screaming sound and words unheard in the rain. A flash and the couple find themselves infront of a small house outside the city's main center. Inside a small childn Mike only 3 years old is sitting at the front window waiting for his parents to get home. He sees his parents round the corner at the end of the street and he watches intently as they round the corner. As the get close to the yard he sees a group of people appear from the alley closest to his house. The people raise their firearms as the child begins to scream for his parents. His parents turn to see the men as the final show of love they hold each other. A muzzle flash and the man and women fall. At the same time a child's soul is torn apart. The child, inside curls himself into a corner crying........

Two weeks earlier...
The child now 19 years old has been living with his grandfather at the city's local shinto shrine. The child has been trained in the art of the Shinto and his family's staff fighting style. He has no memory of that rainy night, the only indication that somthing happened on that night is the nightmares that keep him awake for hours at a time.

On this paticular night however all that is about to change.....

"Gah! Where is grampa, he's late again! I swear he's getting senile at his old age."

Mike's grandfather has been late for dinner the last couple of nights, claiming that he is forgetting what time it is.

"Forget it, i'm gonna goto bed, he is just going to have to reheat the rice when he gets home."

2 hours later... A large crash is heard from the living room. Mike hops out of his bed completely startled by the sound

"What was that!?"

Mike runs out to his living room to find that his grandfather is on the ground bleeding and wheezing badly.

"GRANDPA!! Who did this too you!? Are you Okay?!!"

His grandfather, in a low and wheezing voice replies to his grandson's crys.

"Mike..That is *cough* not important now, I must tell you what really happened to you parents..."

"What do you mean what happened? They died in a car accident, you speaking nonsense grandpa you need to rest, i'm going to get an ambulance."

As Mike attempts to get up to call for an ambulance his grandfather holds him down.
"NO! it's too late for me, you must hear me. Your parents were killed by a syndicate that specializes in smuggling illegal data through the web. Your parents worked for an international counter-terrorist group. They were both undercover agents placed in the syndicate's ranks. Your parents were close to uncovering who the leader of the syndicate is. That night they were coming home from a bar when the syndicate found out who they were. They were gunned down trying to get back to you. The only information they had on the person was this."

He holds out a small piece of paper reading "The World"

"I believe the person that is in charge of the syndicate is an avid player of this game that just recently came out... You must find who he is... I tried... but I got caught.."

His grandfather begins to convulse and cough his eyes rolling into the back of his head, the warmth of his grandfather's firey skin slowly turning into the cold of the rain that haunts him in his nightmares.

Current Day....

Mike now sits at the desk in his room his computer loading up the "The World". His eyes are set on the monitor as the registers and logs on for the first time. Flashes of both of those nights are still appearing through his mind. He gets into Mac Anu and begins to work on a few search engines with the hacking skills he learned within the two weeks of his grandfather's death. He finds a keyword and logs on....a flash of light envelopes his body as he begins his journey.