Zenki, Buzen [Tyrantrum] Dec 19, 2013 2:09:07 GMT
Post by Buzen Zenki on Dec 19, 2013 2:09:07 GMT
Tales of Symphonia, Zelos Wilder
Template by Kuroya for FtS, do not steal!
Buzen was born in the cargo hold of a ship bound for the Orange Islands. His mother was an alcoholic who had barely held back long enough to avoid drinking while she was carrying him, and as such, barely an hour after his birth, she was already hitting the whiskey. Thankfully, his mother was smart enough to keep herself from making the same mistake of getting pregnant once again, though the situation he was born in was not ideal. They had little money growing up, and it wasn't uncommon for him to go hungry, the little finances that his mother had going towards fueling her addiction more often than it did sustaining them. The luxuries that he had were few and far between, usually stolen since he couldn't afford them, but with his stomach often left to endure nights without anything more solid than water, it wasn't surprising that the young boy had more than enough motivation to want to escape the hell that he lived in. The stealing didn't sit right with him, but he had no other choice. As such, he often was in trouble with the police when he was younger, but he tried to turn as much of his energies towards bettering himself as he could. He was bright, exceptionally so, and when he entered school, it soon became apparent that he was more than just gifted: He was a prodigy.
He skipped several grades as a child, and by the time he was sixteen, he had already graduated from high school. More importantly, however, was that his innocent time was over. He had been drawn into the gang scene because of his prowess with numbers and his love for money, and from there, he soon found his calling. He loved taking the money and hiding it away, making money off it, and the thrill of keeping it safe from other gangs and authorities was one that gave him an intense high, one that he hadn't gotten even back when he was stealing. His graduation ended up coming a high cost. The gang he'd been working with had been falling into petty infighting, and he could tell that there wasn't any hope in the gang. What he did instead was begin working with the money, taking advantage of being the sole person with access to the books to begin relocating the money. He had the efforts of a few friends to thank for the extra year he needed to move all the money around, and when the police investigation finally caught the gang, he was careful enough to keep himself from having enough evidence to implicate him. He expunged himself from the gang records, essentially hiding himself, and then he bode his time. He had to wait until he was twenty-three before he could start tapping into that money for more than bare essentials without eliciting detection now that it had been sufficiently scattered, but as soon as he had the chance, he made ample use of his funds to take advantage of the panic caused by the approaching shadows, moving to the Romantic Isles while fleeing the shadows himself, opening an investment firm, and using his skills with money to try to go legitimate and repay his various debts to society so that he could make a new life for himself.
A year after that, however, he found that he was rather... restless. He missed the gang life, the drama, the rush, everything. He missed the thrill of avoiding the police and playing with money. Maybe that was why, when he was approached in a bar by a young man looking to start a gang and having heard whispers of the redhead's ability, he agreed. The gang grew for three years, the funds kept well by the redhead, and he was even making a good bit of returns off the money that he had hidden. He found himself fighting with his superior by day, but by night... the redhead was tangled in the sheets, his heart slowly falling for the younger man who was intimate with him. If someone asked him, Buzen wouldn't be able to put his finger on an exact moment when he began to suspect that the other's "I love you" was false; maybe he knew it was the beginning, he just kept it locked away in the depths of his heart just because he was so desperate for his feelings to be returned. Either way, however, the man began to doubt, and when he dug deeper into his lover's actions, he found out the truth. One of his underlings was conspiring to kill him and take his position, and his lover was helping him plan it. Hurt and unsure who he could trust, Buzen did the only thing he knew would keep him alive: He faked his own death, burned the files with the passwords, wiped the records of accounts to buy himself some time, stole whatever money he thought he could get away with, and ran.
It was while he was on the run that he found out his ability to change into a Pokemon and befriended his first Pokemon, the only one he knew he could trust. Since then, he's been hanging around in the shadows of the islands, the guilt over not trusting his best friend in the gang keeping him from being able to just leave and find refuge in the shadows. Sometimes he'll think about what he once had, and the thought just... burns him up. It infuriates him and saddens him all at once. Maybe that's why he's sworn to get his revenge. He'll make them pay for trying to toss him aside like little more than garbage. And that's a promise.
Rock / Dragon
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