Karayan Arman [Arrancar/Eeveecar] [Warning - Suicide]

Name: Arman, Karayan

Age: 813

Visual Age: 19

Gender: Male

Appearance: Karayan is tall and lanky, standing at about 6'3" tall with darkly tanned skin and crimson eyes. His hair is pitch black with gold tips, messy, and sits about shoulder length, with the exception of a long, thin rat-tail that reaches down to his knees. Karayan usually dresses in pure black. Black hakama pants, and a knee-length, long-sleeved, black zip-up shirt which he leaves open. On his upper arms, right below the shoulders are tattoo-like markings. A single golden circle on each arm that seem to glow, sometimes showing through the black shirt. Sitting in the center of his forehead is a golden yellow circle that appears to glow like the markings on his arms. The golden circle is all that is left of his hollow mask and it is covered by thick, gold-tipped bangs. His Hollow hole sits high on his chest, resting right below his neck.

Personality: Generally calm, though not overly so. He tends to act in a more relaxed manner that makes others think him lazy. However, this is not the case. He loves, more than anything, to get out of Las Noches, simply wandering about in the moonlit dessert that is Hueco Mundo. He also has a perverted side to him that mostly shows up with the other fraccion in Nanae's group, along with a loving side that he really only ever shows to Faeral. In a group, he is usually tries to keep spirits light, however, in a fight, he is rather logical. He doesn't really ever get mad, as it is his policy to keep a level head, no matter what the situation.

History: Karayan was born to a rich, upper class family with three older siblings. Two sisters and a brother. Through his younger years, he was a good kid, getting good grades in school and making his parents proud. Even as a child, though, he had a passion for music. Especially singing. It was the one thing his parents disliked and tried to discourage.

However, he kept it up, even going to far as to join a band as the lead vocalist when he turned 15. Of course, he didn't let his parents know what he was up to, and the aristocratic clothing his parents forced him to wear turned out to be good on stage. A year passed and Karayan's band grew in popularity. Sometimes it was bad enough that he had to dodge fans by running into random buildings. This lead him to the library one day.

Karayan went straight for the back, planning on hiding in the corner. That was where he met Faeral Esper for the first time. He'd seen the other boy around town, but had never had the chance to talk to him. In his mind, this was perfect. He plopped down, and the two wound up talking.

Eventually, they became good friends, though Karayan was secretly in love with Faeral. And then, shortly after he turned eighteen, Karayan's parents found out about his band, which had grown in popularity to the point of scary fans. His siblings, of course, already knew and had vowed to keep it a secret, as they supported their baby brother. The Armans told Karayan to quit the band or move. In a fit of anger over his situation, he let spill the fact that he wasn't straight. He loved another guy.

His siblings were amused, though his parents weren't. He wound up fleeing from the Arman mansion and headed for Faeral's place. In a joint effort between the Arman siblings and Faeral, Karayan and Faeral got a two bedroom apartment together.

It wasn't long before his best friend confessed. Karayan was relieved. He didn't have to hide his love for the other teen any longer.

Living together, they grew closer and closer. Faeral would read to him out of his books while Karayan would have his arm wrapped around his boyfriend, sometimes planting gentle kisses on his shoulder. The two of them lived happily together for two years, Karayan's career as a musician bringing in enough money for the two of them to live off of.

One night, Karayan was a little late coming home from a show due to the manager of his band pulling them aside for a talk before letting them go home. He had organized a tour for them. Karayan was extremely happy with this. He rushed home as fast as he could, eager to tell his lover the news. They'd be going on a road trip.

However, it was not to be. When he got up to the apartment, he found the door partially open. Then he heard a sound that made his blood run cold. A gun shot. He rushed into the apartment to see some girl standing near Faeral, who was either dead, or dying. He'd been shot in the heart. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth, a book laying on the floor where it'd dropped from his hands. Karayan stumbled closer as he spoke Faeral's name in a horrified whisper, very much in shock.

The girl then turned and let out a squee sound, saying that she'd 'taken out the demon that had stolen Karayan's heart, and that now the two of them could be together, like they were meant to be'. She then proceeded to rush Karayan and attempted to hug him.

He grabbed her wrists hard enough to cause her to drop the gun, then pushed her away, telling her to 'keep her filthy hands off of him', before stooping to pick up the gun. He cocked the gun, chambering a round, then aimed at the confused girl's head, pulling the trigger. The bullet struck her forehead, dead center, though he could care less as she dropped dead. His arms dropped and he turned to look at his love, walking over and sitting on the edge of the couch beside Faeral's corpse.

Tears spilled from his eyes as he closed Faeral's eyes, then used his cuff to clean the blood off his face. Once that was done, Karayan leaned over and kissed Faeral one last time before cocking the gun and pressing the barrel against his chest, over his own heart. Without hesitation, he used his thumb to pull the trigger...

However, then gun was empty. Dismayed, Karayan sunk over Faeral's body, his forehead pressed against the bloody wound as he cried, unable to get up the strength to move away from the body.

And it was there that he was found the next day by the guitarist of his band. The police and an ambulance were called for, and Karayan was pulled away from Faeral's body.

The dead girl in the apartment was ruled as the murderer of the pale haired boy, and the girl's death was ruled as self defense, leaving Karayan free to go. Unable to return to the apartment, Karayan went to his older brother, who willingly took the distraught teen in.

It wasn't long after that Karayan quit the band. Without Faeral there, he found himself loath to do anything. He couldn't even bring himself to sing or play his guitar. This worried his brother, and grief counseling was suggested many times, but the younger Arman didn't want to.

Three months after Faeral's death, Karayan found himself alone in the apartment. Deciding that he wanted something to eat, for the first time since he'd moved in, he got up and went into the kitchen to cook something, figuring that his brother might want something to eat when he got home.

Ten minutes after starting Karayan was cutting up an onion when he suddenly had a thought. He stood there for another ten minutes holding the knife before he turned and headed into the washroom, locking the door behind him. He gently set the knife on the counter, then headed for the tub, filling it with warm water.

Once that was done and the water was turned off, the brunet paused to consider for a moment before deciding to do it with his clothing on. He'd be dead, yes, but he didn't like the idea of someone discovering him naked. That decided, Karayan pulled off his shirt, then picked up the knife and climbed into the tub, relaxing for a minute into the warm water before lifting his right arm and staring for a moment at the blue veins barely visible under his tan skin before raising the knife. He pressed it against the skin of his wrist, wincing slightly at the pain, but steeled himself against it, thinking that Faeral's pain had to have been worse in his final moments. He then dragged the blade down, cutting deep along his fore-arm before switching the knife into his right hand and repeating the process on his left arm.

Karayan then dropped the crimson stained blade on the ground before dipping his ruined arms into the water, closing his eyes and relaxing as scarlet pooled in the liquid, dying everything the same colour.

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Karayan soon found that death wasn't much better. Depression soon sat in, and he couldn't even do anything about it this time. He was still far from the side of the only person who ever really mattered to him, and he realized that the likelihood of ever seeing the pale teen again was very tiny. It wasn't long before a hole was torn in his chest and a new Hollow was born.

Pitch black except for the mask on its face, the Hollow was practically invisible to those that it deemed prey as he hunted at night. This went on for a few hundred years, until he finally evolved into a Gillian, somehow managing to retain his consciousness. He passed through that stage relatively quickly to become an Adjucha. While he wasn't the strongest of Adjuchas due to such a quick evolution, he was capable enough to get by, especially with his special ability, Shadow Door, which allowed him to travel through shadows, avoiding being seen by those he hunted.

Several hundred years passed, in which time, Karayan became strong, and capable of hunting mostly without use of his Shadow Doors. It was around this time when he realized he was at a stand-still. He wasn't growing any stronger, despite all the kills he had been making, and how many other Adjuchas he ate. And thus, he went looking for other ways to get stronger. Soon enough, stories reached his rabbit-like ears. Stories of the Arrancar. Intrigued, Karayan dug deeper, finding out more and more until he learned what he needed to become one of these higher beings himself.

This lead to Karayan removing the black mask that had covered his face for so long, leaving only a glowing, golden ring on his fore-head, which was obscured by gold-tipped black bangs. He wandered in his new shape for a long time, eventually coming across some other Arrancar, whom he beat down and nearly killed. If not for them vowing to lead him to where the strongest Arrancar, the Espada, were, they would have died at his hands.

True to their word, they lead Karayan to Las Noches before leaving him there and fleeing.

Innate Ability: Shadow Door: Karayan can use shadows to transport himself or anyone/anything else to wherever he wants, much like using door that leads anywhere he wants. The only limitation on this is he cannot transport things through dimensions. [ex. He could go between a shadow at Karakura all the way to the other side of the world, but he cannot Shadow Door something from Karakura to Las Noches.]

Skill Ranks:

1. Weapon Proficiency
2. Endurance
3. Cero
4. Hand to Hand
5. Sonido

Approved.....I'll pm you your ranking later..