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The Past of Chaos StrataStorm Zin

Chaos was reborn into this world in the form of a lower class demon, in Northern Rhydin during the year of 1332. He was an exact product of Kitra Zin his mother in this realm. But she was more then just the mother of Chaos. For she was also a feared warlord in the realm of Rhydin, holding the title of Warlord of Terror. Kitra had long held the title of Goddess of Destruction, before she was dubbed the Warlord of Terror. However for her self and her husband Xaiver Kain Zin that would never be enough. They desired for their children to take on their responsibilities once they had departed from this world. As Chaos became older, his father began to train him in the arts of destruction. At the young age of 6 years old thanks to his father, he could already protect himself. But rather suddenly something completely unexpected happened, Kitra coming to them in the Dojo one night just after dark looking shaken up. Kitra unexpectedly asked Chaos to leave the room. When he asked why she screamed out at him like she had never done before, with out even a second though Chaos left the room. However he did not go far sneaking into the shadows wanting to know exactly what was happening. Kitra began to exclaim to Xaiver that she was again pregnant, however this time it was much different then when Chaos was born. Chaos being only of the age of 11 he could not understand what was going on, he knew things were about to change in his life, but he did not know how. Soon after Kitra gave birth, and to everyone's surprise mostly Kitra's, it was twins. She looked towards chaos and asked him quietly what they should be named. Chaos very surprised by his mother suddenly asking this of him, he stood there silent. As Kitra watched chaos she suddenly came to the realization that she could no longer Carrie on her role of the Warlord of Terror, of Goddess of Destruction. Rather suddenly Chaos spoke aloud, with out a single hesitation, her name should be Krin, and hers should be Areana. Being very surprised by Chaos's sudden response Xaiver and Kitra never even though about disagreeing with him. As Krin and Areana got older Kitra became more and more aware of what she had to do. After many long nights of going with out sleep, she approached Xaiver and told him that she was going lay down her sword and leave her life of death chaos, terror and destruction. Chaos had now grown to the age of 18 years old, and was quickly becoming more and more powerful by the day. Seeing that Chaos was becoming just as she was, she knew what she must do. Taking her demon kitana, the Dream Thief she left the house late at night after everyone had begun to sleep. With out her being aware, Chaos had awoken and was now following her as she walked quietly across the countryside. Kitra came upon a large lake on there land and stopped at the edge of the water. Slowly almost fighting every move she was making, she finally threw her sword Dream Thief to a watery grave, praying that the demon blade would forever be at rest.

As Chaos reached the age of 22 Kitra approached Chaos and told him that they had to go on a journey to a foreign land. Sensing that something was wrong about this he was hesitant about the trip, but finally decided that it would be better then just one of them going alone. As night fell they both mounted their horses, and rode off into the night. As they traveled further away from the castle chaos knew more and more that something was not right about this trip. The traveled most of the night until they came upon a small deserted town, with only one building remaining intact. Kitra who was riding just a head of Chaos on the small road slowly stopped her horse and looked about for a few moments before dismounting. As Chaos looked around at the burnt out town though the slightly thick fog that has begun to envelop the area he looked to Kitra who was standing just beside her armored black horse. Her hair flowing lightly in the wind as she scanned the area. Slowly she turned towards chaos and finally spoke, "We can camp here for the rest of the night". As she finished speaking she pointed towards the small building that was in one piece. Taking the horses Kitra tied them securely to a slightly burnt fence and walked off to make sure the area was secure. Chaos having been on adventures of his own since he had been 19 knew he should start a fire. So after scanning the area near the small building he spotted a small pile of scrap wood, and began to charge his magical power into the palm of his hand. Slowly he raised his hand up so that his palm was aimed towards the wood. Rather suddenly a small focused beam fired towards the wood lighting it all instantly. Turning towards the building he slowly walked inside to see just how bad it was going to be, to his surprise everything looked like it has been just recently abandoned. Rather suddenly Kitra entered behind him, the door swinging open and hitting the wall behind it. With out a second thought Chaos Drew his kitana from his belt and turned sharply entering into a stance with the tip of the blade faced at Kitra. Realizing that I was his mother he let the sword drop down back to his side slowly then sheathed his weapon. After announcing to Kitra that he was going to retire for the night she lightly nodded with out saying a word and went out side to stand guard. He laid down on a small bed holding the pommel of his kitana as he lightly drifted off to sleep still keeping his guard up as much as he possibly could. Only a few hours passed before chaos was awakened by the sounds of fighting out side of the building. Jumping to his feet and unsheathing his weapon he bolted towards the door. Before reaching the door he was assaulted from both sides inside of the room. As he was stabbed in the right side he swung his sword at the opposite opponent slicing vertically into his chest, however the enemy not fall instead he just stood there laughing darkly as chaos slowly fell to the ground.

When he awoke he was at the foot of a great set of stairs leading up to a large tower. As he checked his side he was shocked to find that his wounds had been completely healed. As he arose to his feet he looked up the stairs in disbelief never seeing anything like it before, yet at the same time wondering what had become of his mother Kitra. Slowly he began to climb the stairs heading towards the large tower hoping that the answers to his questions would lie above. After climbing for what seemed like days he finally arrived at the large brass double doors that would lead him inside of the tower. After resting for a few moments he slowly scanned over the doors to find that there was no keyhole of any kind or any levers to open the door. Slowly turning to look at the stairs that now lead back down he realized that he could no longer see the bottom of them. Turning again to the door, and looking it over from bottom to top he discovered a small dent in the door that was in the shape of an open hand. Figuring at this point that he had nothing to loose he slowly placed his hand over the mark on the door and pushed with all of his strength. With out any warning the doors flew open sending him flying onto the green marble floor inside. After gathering him self-back together he stood and looked around the room slowly, only to find a small pillar with something on top of it glowing brightly. Slowly he approached the pillar wondering what it could be. As he approached the item the bright glow began to dim until he was standing right in front of the pillar. Slowly he reached out to pick up the item, when suddenly it reached out for him. Long tentacles from the item reached up and quickly attached them selves to his arm piercing the skin as they attached to his arm. The Black tentacles slowly forced there way into this skin all over his body as he let out a loud howl of pain, before completely passing out. As he awoke he found him self-laying in the grass not far away from the small building that he had been stabbed in before. Thinking everything was a dream he quietly checked him self over for any wounds only to find a small black band around his wrist that was attached under the skin. Standing up slowly he looked around the now totally decimated town looking for any sign of his mother, only to find nothing not even there horses. As he looked down the road that he and his mother had traveled the night before he decided to leave and start his own adventures. Finding his kitana in the grass near where he was lying, he began to walk slowly down the road. Away from his home, sisters and family to look for Kitra, and his own beginning to life.

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Age:	Being that Chaos is eternal he has no real age.
Martial Status:	Single, for the time being.
Character's Height:	7 Foot 3 Inches
Character's Weight:	Unknown
Weapons:	Soul Blade, Blood Rave, Dream Thief.
Armor:	Gauntlet of Darkness
Occupation:	Guild Leader of Blood Stalkers Legion

Scarlet Sword Hailfire Slash
Soul Slash
Dark Stalker
Telekinetic Throw Stab
Time Strike
Arc Impulse
Skill Combination \| Dark Eternal
Crescent Moon Slash
Heavens Gale
Overdrive Attack
Dragon Blast Cannon
Super Nova
Hells Inferno
Plasma Rain
Soul Rush
Fire Star
Quick Spell of Terror
Quick Spell of Pain
Soul Spark