Gaia Username: Raio-kun
Character Name (Last, First): Umbri Ziro
Appearance : Ziro naturally goes by a feral type outfit. His outfit had been worn down by many years of abuse inside of the wilderness but it still survived with him. He has dark skin, a mild blue hair, and a jade type green eyes. His body carries with him a small amount of faded scars that he got from his youth although a majority of them are already fading out. The ones on his right arm are actually a strange rune that attached to him at a young age, although he doesn't know what their use is.
Age: 17
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual though he isn't really interested in love.
Personality Adjectives/Description: Ziro's family had been a victim of bankruptcy. Having been deep in debt his parents had decided to send him and his younger sister overseas to live with their cousins. They were taking a ship when a dangerous maelstrom had sucked the ship under the deep. When he reawakened, Ziro was at the shore of an island. His first concern was to find his sister and make sure that she wasn't among one of the dead. But what he found was that the place was actually much larger than he expected. Walking inland, he was starting to find things that he never had before. Plants of different colors, trees that curved outward, even animals that... didn't seem really like animals.
He had to learn how to survive there, at least long enough that he could be rescued. After the third week though, it because obvious that no one was coming. There wasn't a single boat that went past, and he wasn't sure if it was smarter just to keep walking inland than try to go out into sea. As he went on, Ziro mimicked what he saw the animals do, and used them for his own survivor. Certain things couldn't be eaten without having eaten something else. Predators were strong, but they respected each other's boundaries. The Wolfs kept to the east, the Tiger to the north, the bear to the south, and he stayed at the west part near the mountainous region.
The mountain is what probably kept things separate from civilization. It was just TOO god damn big for him to climb without some sort of equipment. By the first winter, he managed to create fire within in the caverns. By the third winter, he had made his first tool, if you can call it that. It was just a long stick that he carved with an even sharper rock. He didn't know what tree it was made from, but it was stronger than most rocks he could find. Ironically, Ziro had found some gems deep within the caverns to make it with.
After a few more weeks his first time to use it actually came. The Tiger wasn't respecting his boundaries as the predator of the region. He knew it, he didn't question it. He also didn't question the fact that he shouldn't be the one to kill the tiger. After a fiery fight, they came to a draw, neither of them were bloodied an injury was as just as good as dead in this place. They were, however tired. Ziro was the first to turn away, allowing the Tiger a free-strike if it had wished it. Despite them both having come out as a draw, Ziro had proved himself to be just as dangerous and fierce in battle with it. However, the Tiger didn't strike, instead, they shared the fire pit over some roosted meat. Ziro didn't know enough to question what kind of meat it was, but knew that it wasn't something that any girl for his school would dare eat.
Both of them grew to become some what of friends. The Tiger still came to his den to fight him, just as fiercely, but it was less of trying to kill him and more of actually just training him. Sometimes she wouldn't announce herself to him, causing him to be paranoid a few times. It was strange to have a Tiger bringing you food when it was the one that had clawed into your arm. But it was how it was. Just like when she was pregnant and had to feed her young, Ziro was the one to make sure that they had enough to eat and grow.
The same thing had happened with the others predators, although they weren't the same. They all had came to test themselves in various ways with Ziro. The Bear came for a fishing contest, and then a weaponless mauling. The Wolves came first as a group, when he was hunting. Attacking him with their thirty to one numbers and then coming down to him with just the alpha of the group. He was stronger than any of the other thirty that he had fight combined. But luckily they didn't challenge him to a fight, he was challenged to a race instead. Across all four of the dominions. It was a pretty long challenge, but Ziro was sure that he had the stamina to match his own gym teacher's by now!
Life was starting to become, somewhat acceptable. He hadn't had things that made some things easier. The jungle had a lot of things; and he meant a lot. He found a stone that had strange marks, gems of every color, berries of every kind in the world. Monkey eating snakes, snake eating birds, and bird eating monkeys! The food chain wasn't just out of wack, it was actually perfect. Nothing here was confided to the rules that others place on them. The predators had the thrill of hunting along with prey that fought back at them. They had to keep their senses honed, and their claws sharper. Ziro on the other hand, was as weak as they came. He didn't have claws, his night vision was limited, no fins, no fur, and other senses were pretty much as ******** as his sex life was. But he had creativity, at the least. Bow and arrows, an ongoing controlled fire, but no ROPE TO CLIMB! He needed to change that, now. Climbing the trees, he cut off some strange vines, along with a few branches. It took him an entire winter, but he finished more than enough rope than he needed. Along with enough food stocked up that he could go up to extend his climbs, and down to replenish for lunch!
It was a LONG climb. He had enough rope that he could make a zip line from one end of the island to the other without touching the ground and then back again. But that was still not enough to get to even the first drop inland. Creating more rope, he put all his effort to going up, until he finally reached something that surprised him. It was a trail. It was one that curved around the rest of the mountain and passed the clouds. He walked his way up, for what felt like days, until he came to the final top. Where he found a Dragon. It might had been and oversized lizard but it was an oversize lizard with wings and scales. It was the first time he heard english in the last year.
"Welcome, young druid. You have done well to come this far. You can now-"
The words went black as Ziro closed his eyes and fell backwards off the edge. To tired to stand anymore, he went down to freefall for the longest time. When he reawakened, he was at the edge of a school. His body felt lighter, and he didn't know how he had gotten there. Everything hurt, everything was sore....
Equipment / Gear: Ziro lost all the items that he used to have back in the jungle but still retains some of his hand-to-hand training with the Tiger and Bear. Other than that, all he has is his several tattered down clothes.
Abilities:
Animal Tongue - Ziro holds the ability to communicate with different types of animals. Although they don't always speak to him as others do, he can understand what they're saying in a way others don't.
Call of The Wild - Ziro can summon an animal, or a spirit of one to his location. Though it's not as much as a forced calling. From there, they can fight by his side granting him half of the One With The Junglebuff.
Enhanced senses - Ziro has an increase of senses that others don't. They're high enough to rival any animals, but they aren't the best.
One With The Jungle - Ziro can change his current soul to any of the animals he had past challenged to gain a buff as long as the soul is connected to him.
{Tiger} Grants him speed and enhanced physical damage
{Bear} Becomes more durable and resilient to other attacks and debuffs.
{Wolf} Greatly enhances his senses, each attack made across an unarmored target will cause the wound to bleed deeply, allows him to remain invisible easily.
{Dragon} Small duration of flight, regeneration, and several different kinds of breaths.
Ziro has no idea of any of these abilities, other than the first one, obviously. So he can only use them in very life or death situations.
Images that may be used: Because of his One With The Jungle ability, Ziro's form changes into four different people.
{Tiger}
{Bear}
{Wolf}
{Dragon}
Fighting Style Description: Ziro's fighting style can be desribed as, Feral, at best. He can fight with the rage of a beast, or with a literal beast, but while thinking as a human to find weak points and other methods of attack, making him a very dangerous enemy.
Literacy Rating* : Semi-detailed.
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