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Created on 2006-12-04 04:17:41 (#11751606), never updated
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| Name: | Sephiroth |
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Character: Sephiroth
Series: Final Fantasy 7
Age: 24
Character Type: Knight
Allegiance: Whichever, though his family supported Jephry
Background: Born in Narborough to a middle class man and woman, the young child was immediately thrust into the life of a knight, his father an adamant fan of Jephry. However, his father was never able to join his knighthood, or anyone's knighthood, so at the very tender age of five his father sent him away to obtain the proper training needed. Feeling abandoned, the young Sephiroth poured everything he had into his studies, wanting to do nothing more than to please his father and protect his mother. He kept in touch with his Mom through letters, though oddly enough, his father never wrote him. Inwardly hurt by this, he delved even deeper into fighting, even going so far as to learning strategy and underhanded tricks.
By the time he reached twenty, his was very booksmart in fighting, and almost as good with a sword. However, he was lacking his own special brand, something that could help him properly in battles. Pleading with the people who trained him, he sought for that weapon, the one that would give him the strength that he needed to become the best anyone had ever seen. One day, while walking with a small group of his Master's boys, he spotted something. A sword nearly as long as the average man was sitting in a sheath next to an older man. Sephiroth approached him in an attempt to haggle, though the old man declined every offer made to him, the silver haired young man would not be denied.
He watched it like a hawk for almost a year until the old man soon became sickly during one of the colder seasons of the year. Using this moment, he obtained the sword that the man had called "Masamune" and walked away during the dead of the night. From the moment he unsheathed it, he used it in any way that he could, and was indeed a great fighter with it. Now twenty-four, he has managed to fight his way into the ranks of the Knights themselves, his dream to succeed becoming closer each day.
Having lost touch with his parents some time ago, he thinks of them every now and again, secretly missing them and cursing himself for that one weakness.
Series: Final Fantasy 7
Age: 24
Character Type: Knight
Allegiance: Whichever, though his family supported Jephry
Background: Born in Narborough to a middle class man and woman, the young child was immediately thrust into the life of a knight, his father an adamant fan of Jephry. However, his father was never able to join his knighthood, or anyone's knighthood, so at the very tender age of five his father sent him away to obtain the proper training needed. Feeling abandoned, the young Sephiroth poured everything he had into his studies, wanting to do nothing more than to please his father and protect his mother. He kept in touch with his Mom through letters, though oddly enough, his father never wrote him. Inwardly hurt by this, he delved even deeper into fighting, even going so far as to learning strategy and underhanded tricks.
By the time he reached twenty, his was very booksmart in fighting, and almost as good with a sword. However, he was lacking his own special brand, something that could help him properly in battles. Pleading with the people who trained him, he sought for that weapon, the one that would give him the strength that he needed to become the best anyone had ever seen. One day, while walking with a small group of his Master's boys, he spotted something. A sword nearly as long as the average man was sitting in a sheath next to an older man. Sephiroth approached him in an attempt to haggle, though the old man declined every offer made to him, the silver haired young man would not be denied.
He watched it like a hawk for almost a year until the old man soon became sickly during one of the colder seasons of the year. Using this moment, he obtained the sword that the man had called "Masamune" and walked away during the dead of the night. From the moment he unsheathed it, he used it in any way that he could, and was indeed a great fighter with it. Now twenty-four, he has managed to fight his way into the ranks of the Knights themselves, his dream to succeed becoming closer each day.
Having lost touch with his parents some time ago, he thinks of them every now and again, secretly missing them and cursing himself for that one weakness.
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