Character Name: Fayte Terry Reed
Age: Sixteen (Considering he had a century long crystal sleep.)
Gender: Male
Unusual markings/makeup: His "frozen"
L'Cie mark on his back.
Personality: Fayte had come to terms with his fate long ago, a while before he completed his focus. He became calmer than he used to be, in fact mostly smiling at everything. However, when he gets angry, you see the old Fayte and you get your butt kicked for it. Since Fayte is usually so easy going, it takes a very long while for you to push him over the edge. He tends to be kind to everyone as well as be everyone's buddy, or at least tries to be. He's always concerned about people and willing to help, although this also contributes to the fact that he's extremely nosy and wont get out of your face until you tell him what's wrong.
Weapon(s): Redemption is his keyblade.
Battle Style: A guardian type style.
Likes: Helping people, Oerba, and fighting the Unversed.
Hates: Being helpless, the Unversed, the small bit of darkness within him, and giving in to anger.
History/bio: Centuries ago, on the world of Gran Pulse, Fayte lived to hunt the monsters that roam that world. His hometown Oerba was constantly under assault from the natives of that world. C'eith as well as multiple behemoth's occasionally attacked, causing some panic. Fayte fought along with Oerba's guard, militia men armed with swords and the like. One day, while exploring, Fayte was branded by a pulse fal'cie. His focus was one he didn't understand. It seemed like he had to destroy or create something.
Unknowingly, Fayte eventually completed it, upon the end of multiple flan and the clearing of a forest area, Fayte turned to crystal, sleeping for a hundred years. Awakening after his crystal sleep, Fayte found himself in a strange war zone. Strange creatures, of which he had never seen before came out of the ground and attacked anyone nearby. When some came after him, Fayte immediately looked around for his weapon, but he couldn't find it. They almost got him, but suddenly they weren't there anymore. Quite suddenly, Fayte was standing at the edge of an ocean, on a sandy island with nothing else upon it. "Where... am I?" The words floated from his mouth as he looked around, seeing that the blank island was surrounded by water.
Walking to the middle of the island, a voice suddenly said, "Your world is being consumed... by the darkness." Fayte wildly searched for the voice, but it was no where to be seen. "What do you mean?" He asked aloud. "Take it. You'll need it." The voice said and without explanation, an over-sized key appeared, hovering in the air. Upon taking it, the island and all the water disappeared. He was now back on Gran Pulse, but it was only a piece of it. That singular piece was a piece of his hometown, Oerba. Then everything went black. Now he's training to become a master of the keyblade, to understand what happened to his home.
Affiliation: Human/L' Cie
Mastery Status: Apprentice of a Master
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