Lyte Phtia: West Gate

Name: Lyte Phtia
Age: 198
Gender: Male
Height: 6’01
Weight: 212lbs

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Lyte is a very particular man. His body, very fit and defined, it is his greatest tool.

His hair is that of a brick red color. He keeps it rather loose and down, he does maintain it however. He does care about his appearance, however, it only matters on what he thinks looks fine, anyone else’s opinion, he could care less. His eyes, a royal purple, are very unique. They seem to show every emotion that he has at times, being able to tell exactly what’s on his mind simply by looking into them.

Lyte’s skin is rather tan, showing that he does get some sun. His body, very lean and cut showing off his muscles. He has a unique birth mark one his right side, just under his rib cage. A red marking, that’s shape is a very peculiar one. The top, resembling that of a claw, curves down, with what seems to be a kind of fire marking that descends from the bottom. His back, covered in scares, he claims were gained by turning to protect those that he is fighting for. Never running, it is peculiar that the only scars on his front are those on his arms, the rest being on his back.

Lyte’s outfit is not that typical of any soul reaper. The uniform he wears is much more fit for combat than that of a standard soul reaper. A pair of black slacks that are a little tight, however that are very breathable and very elastic, making them great for the athletic type. He wears a pair of custom running shoes, of some brand from the soul society that most haven’t heard of. A black tight fit shirt, he wears under his jacket. A small V-cut, with short sleeves the shirt is also made for combat. His jacket is made of the same type of material as his slacks, however, the jacket feels more like cotton then the pants. It has red rings around the sleeves with a cut that go up a little past his wrist on the bottom side of the sleeve. The only reason why Lyte can wear this attire and not be banished is that of the symbol on his left breast. That of the imperial seal. It is said that those with this seal are allowed much leeway in the soul society, however, why the seal is there or how it got there is a simple tale that can be explained with one word. Royalty.


Race: Greek
Soul race: Shinigami
Hair color: Brick red
Eye color: Purple
Body type: Muscular/Athletic
Country of origin: Tairia

Personality: Generally Lyte seems to act the same. Kind hearted and a friend to all, however, he does have a fierce fire in his heart that burns for battle. He is a guardian, and a gladiator. Never backing down from a challenge, Lyte is a strong opponent. He’s never lost a fight however, he does not get full of himself as some would. He stays calm with a level head and lets his skills and experience do the talking.

The Guardian: The side of Lyte that serves as the divine protector. A very kind and gentle type, he wouldn’t harm a fly unless he felt it dangerous to those whom he wants safe. This side of Lyte wants to see all those he seek to harm others dead and forgotten. The scum that try and use and abuse other are a threat to peace and should be exterminated.

The Gladiator: The fire that burns in Lyte’s heart that aches for combat. Lyte was never trained by some fancy swordsman. All of his skills with a blade he learned through trial and error and through experience. It is this part of him that makes him ache for battle because it is more experience for him to gain. More knowledge to be gained, and more tactics to be learned. Because he is self taught, he wants to show all who look to him, what he can do. He wants people to see him as a great fighter, and maybe even some to see him as the strongest. For that is what Lyte strives to be, the most powerful, and most skilled warrior anyone has ever seen.

The Royal: Now some may not know it, but Lyte belongs to a great, and even royal family. They are not by blood, though, they are a family that only takes in those who are worthy of there seal. The Imperial crest they give shows that of a skilled warrior, and as such, the family is known as the Guardiva. Divine warriors who seek to protect and help others through the skill with their sword. It is this part of him that is why he tries to be humble with his skill and keeps a level head while in combat.

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General Aspects:

• Stamina: 5
  
• Reiatsu: 2
  
• Dexterity: 2
  

Race specific Aspects:

• Kenjutsu: 2
  
• Enhanced Reiatsu: 1
  
• Reiatsu Pressure: 1
  

IC Posts: 74

Ability: Tadashii Moui

Topics
Viva Las Vegas?
Drinking the Night Away

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Background: As a human, Lyte lived a very normal life. He went to school, he had nagging parents, was an only child, and had great friends. He lived in Greece his entire life so he was very close to its history. He was fasinated by the ways of the sword, and wanted nothing more than to become a knight from the old days. He always tried to live his life with chivalry, and respected all, even those he concidered his enemy. He kept up his grades and made his parents proud. Always there for his friends, he was a good advise giver, and a great listener. A friend to all, Lyte ws truely a great person.

Walking home late one night, Lyte walked through the park like he always did only he saw something. Someone was getting jumped off in the distance. Immediatly dropping his bag, Lyte ran over to help to pour guy who was being beaten. He jumped on to one of the asailents backs and started beating him. He ended up chking the guy out and got infront of the man who was still being beaten. The other three turned to Lyte, fists bloodied, as he stood inbetween them and the man they had been beating. Clenching his fists Lyte would not budge. He urged the man to get up and run, and he did. Lyte stayed in place and would not back down to the others. One of them had pulled out a knife and Lyte's heart sank. Still unmoved, the three tried assaulting Lyte. He faught them off for a good amount of time, untill the knife finally made contact. Cutting him across his left arm, Lyte yelled out in pain. Grabbing his arm, he rolld out of the way from being hit again. Knocking out one with a kick, there were only 2 left, and one still had a knife. He rushed in and halted, only to be stopped by the blade of a knife, stabbing streight into his get. It was pulled out and slashed his throat, before Lyte finally collapsed dead.

Opening his eyes, he thought it was a dream, however he felt himself rising up from his body. He turned around and saw what he knew as a Shinigami. He nodded to the Shinigami as it lead him through to the soul society where the soul clense was preformed and where his life in the soul society would begin. Short after, Lyte began to grow up as a pour child there. Wanting nothing more than to become a shinigami, Lyte practiced against his friends with sticks almost everyday. Finally, though, the day had come where Lyte had been accepted into the academy.

Giving his all everyday, Lyte didnt want to let anyone down. He trained day in and day out and it showed in his work. His skills with a sword were getting greater and greater each day and soon after a family began to keep an eye on him. A family made up of warriors, they took in one child within every academy year. None in the family were related by blood, they were known as the Guardiva family. They wore an imperial seal that showed their royalty though out the Soul Society. This family was made only of warriors and were known as the family of guardians, having each family member in a guard company, they were all powerful and very skilled with a blade. As he progressed through the years, the family head of the Guardiva offered Lyte a place in there family, watching his skill and progress through the years, Lyte would only become better by accepting this offer. He agreed to join, however he wanted to remember his family name and chose to keep his own instead of changing to to Guardiva.

Before to long Lyte had graduated from the Shinigami academy and had been placed in the the Alpha company og the West gate. A happy addition to the company, Lyte was welcomed with open arms. This was also the day where Lyte got his own Zanpaktou. A Shingami's weapon, a spirit sword with great power. All of the Zanpaktou were nothing more than handles, but when the first Shinigami grabbed his, an aura developed around his hands and his blade was born. Lyte grinned as he awaited for his own. Although they all generally looked the same, each blade had there own trademark be it sword color or hilt. When Lyte grabbed hold of the sword handle his blade was obviously different than the others. His blade, much more than that of just a katana, it had a unique curve near the hilt which gave it a very different look. This seemed to spark an interest in the guard captains as all were watching Lyte at this time.

Training with his company everyday, Lyte had been aching to go on a mission and fight his first Hollow. The Captain had been keepin an eye on Lyte as he grew both as a warrior and as a person. Lyte was now ready to go out into the Human world and fight his first Hollow. It was that day where Lyte became a seated member, becomeing seat 18, it was the first time where Lyte had realised that his training had payed off. The Lieutenant chose 4 other Shingami to accompany him into the world of the living to eliminate this Hollow. "Tora la Grand" was the name of the Hollow, he had killed pleanty of humans, and several Shinigami, it was now time to put his streak to an end. Intercepting this hollow Lyte and the others seemed more than a match for him. He was different however. This hollow had peircing eyes and a pressure unlike anything Lyte had ever felt. He was a great beast, a monsterous creature covered in spikes and scales, he had giant crablike claws as primary arms and behind those, another set of claws capable of tearing a car to shreds. An almost beetle like appearance, its head was down and its back arched. The legs had hooves that held it up and a tail that looked like a mace swung behind the creature. Its mask, however, was very peculiar. A crack had went down one side of it, which Lyte had never even heard of. Razor sharp teeth had lines the mask as well, Tora la Grand was a very intimidating monster.

When Tora had seen the 5 shinigami, it laughed with delight. Licking its teeth it charged the Lieutenant who jumped out of the way just in time, however, a shinigami behind him, wasnt so lucky. When the shinigami was grabbed by Tora it had been crushed by the shear force of the tackle and then devowered nly to inmprove the strength of the Hollow. Once devoured though, the mask's crack got even bigger and decended further down. It was not long after where it was just Lyte and the Lieutenant left alive. Tora's mask crack had now decended all the way down his mask and once again began to chanrge the Lieutenant roaring with power. Both Lyte and the Lieutenant had evaded the attack, however Lyte was quick on his feet and attacked the creature striking its mask. That one quick and powerful strike had been Lytes biggest mistake however. For the mask had then shattered. The lieutenant had barked to Lyte telling him to run, and he activated his Shikai. His sword hissed as it collided with the New Arrancar born from the Hollow's shattared mask, Lyte shook his head and did not move nor faulter. It was then that his blade had called out to him. Crying its name, both the Lieutenant and the arrancar turned to look at this sudden boost fo great strength. The pressure from the Zanpaktou alone was so fierce and strong that it made the Arrancar almost faulter. As Lyte ran towards the Arrancar it now had a different situation than prior. Lyte's twin blades showed his ferrocity which the Arrancar could see, however the Lieutenant still showed some fear. It was this fear that Tora had fed off of. He attacked the Lieutenant doing his beast to avoid Lyte. Finally a strike was made against the lieutenant causing him to fall. The Arrancar took advantage of this and made the killing blow.

It was now only Lyte left against this Arrancar. It laughed at him as he stood with his blades in his hands. He spun each of them around and he rushed the Arrancar as it rushed him in turn. Lyte's vicious attacks had been more than what the Arrancar had expected. Tora had jumped back and took in a deep breath as Lyte ran forward. A cero had then been launched from the arrancar and is it collided with Lyte directely, Tora laughed with delite. Although he could feel something. Lyte still had energy, meaning he still had life. As the smoke cleared Lyte kneeled, blades crossed infront of him. He stood up and walked to Tora. Unable to move, tora had never fealt fear like this before. Lyte's motivation to keep moving forward had ultimatly been too much for Tora and before Tora could even move to guard himself, he had been executed.

Returning alone to the soul society it was then where Lyte had been called forward by both his captain, and captain general. Lyte's unyielding courage and his strength and skill with his Zanpaktou had shown that his training over his many many years of residing here had finally payed off. Lyte had been promoted to Lieutenant, taking place of those who fell, Lyte's skills and story had soon spreaded though out the Soul society. His actions had caught everyone's eyes and he was now being watched by not only his captain and captain general, but by the generals of all the court guards. He had now proven himself. But this is certainly not the end for Lyte, for he still has much to learn, and much power to gain. His greatest inquiry though, is to figure out more of his blade, Tadashii Moui.

I say...60 or so IC post count to begin with? Agreements? Disagreements? Counter-offers?

Yep I agree, go ahead and put in that number of IC posts, and update your aspects.

done

Now its approved.