Kentaro

Name: Kentaro
Age: 10
Gender: Male
Rank: Academy Student
Village/Country: No Affiliation
Elemental Affinity: Undetermined
Specialty: Taijutsu


Skinny. Unhealthy. Sickly.

Those are often the very words used to describe Kentaro. A boy with no home, no family, and previously no name, young Kentaro is a fairly small and underweighted child. Standing just shy of five feet in height, his frame is detailed with bleach white skin that stretches itself over cross fairly noticeable skeletal structures. Lacking much body fat and only the required amount of musculature, his frame (if unclothed), is certainly one of an individual who lacks a proper nutritious diet. Though his quality of life has improved since escaping the arena, his ten plus years were those filled with starvation and a constant state of hunger. His stomach has shriveled and even to this day hard foods are hard for him to properly digest. Hair is perhaps the best sign of such a life. Though possessing quite a large amount atop his crown, it falling down to frame both sides of his face, it is very thin and easy to yank out.

Despite all of these otherwise sad features, his face reflects a complete opposite. Showing the progress of his weight gain, his cheeks are rounded and flushed with some details of life. In almost all circumstances, the boy’s mouth is always formed into a half-smile. In the instance this smirk turns into a full grin, a full set of healthy white teeth fills his mouth. It is his eyes, however, that are perhaps his most intriguing quality. Always shut, the boy lives mostly in a state of complete blindness. Used to the dark, it is rare to see them open and alert. But when they are, they are an almost horrifying blue. A near translucent shade, his orbs have a very piercing quality to them. To look into them is as if they are stabbing right into the soul. Often many complain of a violating feeling associated with them. For this fact, it is perhaps a good quality that the boy keeps them shut. It is only during times in which he is extremely serious that those lids rise and the light brings vision to them once again.

Clothing is fairly basic. Not holding a firm amount of money, a simple worker’s kimono is generally the standard attire worn. Only owning a select few, the garment is made of a single piece of fabric that is wrapped around his body. Black in color, the only unique markings placed upon it is a series of strange symbols drawn across the left side. In order to keep the cloth on his body, a yellow obi is tied right at the hips. While often seen barefooted, in the few times that he is required to wear footwear, a simple pair of straw sandals often are found upon his feet. Though as flimsy as they are, it is function and keeps the soles of his feet from making contact with rough terrain (a handy feature really).


Awkward.

That is perhaps the best way to describe young Kentaro. Though potentially born into a fairly happy home, the boy’s earliest memories were not very social. Tossed into a damp, dark room carved out of the earth around the age of four, the majority of his life was spent making idle chitchat with rats (before killing and eating them for nutrition of course), the brief moments of interaction with the Arena’s guards, and then limited talk allowed during the combative bouts he had with other fighters in said Arena. For this fact, the boy does not have very many well established social skills. He often is found lost at jokes, oblivious to general cultural cues, and has overall poor conversational abilities. To him, he learns more about a person fighting them for a few minutes than he ever could from talking to them over a month long period.

That’s not to say that he is a naturally unlikeable person. He has an innocent kindness about him and an overall good humor that is easily liked if one is capable of seeing through his poor social hygiene. Due to not having many friends, the few that he does have are very valuable to him and he will do anything in his power to make sure they are safe and out of harms way. This very characteristic is perhaps a great downside for a ninja, however. Should one gain his trust, he will often be unable to see if he is being used merely as a tool for their benefit, a fact some have taken great advantage of in the past despite his barely double digit age.

There is certainly one trait about Kentaro that is perhaps his most profound: his willingness and ability to kill. Having grown up in an underground fighting arena where he was put in a fight to the death on nearly a daily basis, the boy is certainly not frightened to kill. If anything, he has done it more than many shinobi his superior. Though he doesn’t exactly play dirty, the child certainly does not pull his punches. He fights at his fullest abilities at all times (making training against him a challenge in itself) and will aim to land lethal blows should they come available to him. This is not something that is always intentional, merely a secondhand instinct passed on from his fighting experience.

• Shikotsumyaku: While truly not a bloodline that has been fully discovered by the boy, Kentaro seemingly has inherited the Kekkei Genkai renown by Kirigakure’s now extinct Kaguya clan. This allows the child to manipulate his bone structure. At his current skill level, this most noticeably gives the boy bones as hard as (if not harder) than steel. He, however, has not learned how to project the bones out of his body and is limited to mending and modifying his normal skeletal system.
  

• Lack of Formal Training: Though a talented fighter in his own right, Kentaro never has been trained. All of his skills in combat have been learned from fighting in a life or death combative arena for most of his life.
  
• Limited Chakra: This is partially a weakness from his lack of training and another from his stunted growth. Since he has not been properly cared for and fed a well-balanced diet, the child’s chakra amounts are fairly limited. It is probably a good thing he doesn’t know how to use it.
  
• Bright Lights: Since he lived underground most of his life, Kentaro’s eyesight adapted more for seeing in low-light situations. While he has pretty decent “night vision,” he really can’t keep his eyes open in daylight without them watering like crazy. This is often while he walks around with them shut a vast majority of the time.
  
• Weak Social Hygiene: Kentaro simply is awkward. He doesn’t know how to hold a conversation, does not understand social cues, and has difficulties reading the emotions of others.
  
• Deep Water/Swimming: Because of how dense his skeletal system is, Kentaro has this fear of deep water mostly due to the fact he can’t swim because his body literally weighs him down. He sinks like a stone.
  

There isn't too much that Kentaro remembers. Experiencing a very traumatic childhood, his mind has for the most part erased most of his memories in attempt to save itself from the pain and experiences he witnessed. What he does recall starts mostly around the ripe age of four. The boy had a fairly happy life. He had a few siblings and neighborhood friends that he played with on the regular, consumed a decently balanced diet of farmed vegetables and grains, and enjoyed nice game when his father was able to shoot a beast down. However, all of that ended when [s]the Fire Nation attacked[/s] a group of bandits raided his village.

Multiple men came out of nowhere. They were easily recognized as former shinobi and wielded ninjutsu to great efficiency. Their Katon burned down homes while their Fūton swept the commoner's weaponry away like it was a giant swatting at a fly. Frankly, there was no chance for the small town and their extinction was very eminent. Kentaro's family was one of these unlucky souls. Though his father and elder brothers fought for their lives and to protect the safety of the women and children, they were simply no match. One by one a single man took their lives with a simple knife. Throats were slit, arms dismembered, and guts disemboweled. It was horrific and soon enough, the young four year old boy and his mother was the only two left. After the woman was punched away and knocked to the ground, the boy's bravery stepped in. He moved in front of the assailant and his sole family member. With a cocky laugh, the bandit attacked. Closing his eyes and waiting for death to meet him face to face, a warm fluid splattered itself across his face as a gurgling sound emitted from another's mouth. Dead weight pushed itself against him, forcing the young one to the ground.

As Kentaro opened his eyes, he was in for a surprise. Multiple bones were ejected that from his body from every angle. It pierced through the bandit, killing him in an instant but also did the same towards his mother who was struck just the same. He had little time to morn though. As these retracted, and he pushed off the male from his blood-covered body, more attackers came. Rather than killing him out right, the men merely knocked him out with a strong strike to the head. His ability was something very unique and something that the world hadn't seen in many generations. It was the legendary kekkei genkai of the Kaguya clan and because of such, he was quite a costly individual on the black-market. He made his capturers a fine penny. Purchased by a sick and twisted man, the boy found himself thrown into an underground fighting arena. Acting as the establishment's growing attraction, Kentaro was literally forced to fight for his life on a near daily basis. It was a kill or be killed place. The man figured his bloodline limit would prove very handy and provide him with interesting victories. However, he was wrong.

You see, the kid did not know how to control said abilities. To be quite frank, the very use of it during the raid was a lucky and spontaneous event. Though he wasn't too strong on his own, being a scrawny little thing, he was seemingly resilient. He could take quite a beating and stand back up seemingly unharmed. He might bruise and bleed, but his bones were like steel. In the instance that they broke, they seemed to work their way back together and repair even stronger than it was right before his opponent's eyes. He was practically impossible to wear down and capable of winning fights that someone his stature certainly couldn't fight. This made him quite a money gatherer. As he matured and grew accustomed up to this certain lifestyle, the kid grew more theatrical. He would flip and tumble across the arena, further wearing his opponent's down whilst entertaining wealthy and impoverished alike. His owners often rewarded such behaviors, granting him better meals, a comfier bed, and cleaner water.

By the time he was eight, life continued very much the same. He trained, he ate, he fought, he slept: often in that very order. It was a harsh life but it made him quite a fighter. Though he still couldn’t figure out how to utilize his bones like he had in the past, the boy’s talent in manipulating his existing bone structure was quite noticeable. He was like a miniature tank: resilient and durable. This unfair advantage made him move up from children and teens to the "adult" category. His first fight was very one sided. His foe, being much stronger than him constantly kept breaking his bones, shaping limbs out of socket, or anything he could do to cripple the boy in some shape or form. He was a very cruel and vindicate man, purposely torturing him and taunting him with everything that he did.

Truly, he only survived by one feat...a massive creature attacked. While it isn’t for certain if this was a boss-level summon or just a giant animal, the beast literally crashed into the underground arena. Walls collapsed and support beams failed as debris rained down on those inside. Kentaro was one of the few to make it out. And, in the first time in four years, he finally saw the sky...breathed fresh air.

As he staggered out of the rubble, blood matted across his clothes, face, and hair, the boy opened his eyes and looked out towards a world he had almost forgotten. Though quite injured, his kekkei genkai assisted him in healing as he staggered off into the wilds. From his skills learned in the arena, killing game was honestly a fairly task. Well, when he managed to get up close to them. Never really having to run, it was hard for the boy to keep up with your average deer, rabbit, or miscellaneous creature. It was why he trained. He constantly stayed on the move, running as much as possible to increase his speed and stay five steps ahead on the lone paranoia that the men who kept him in that arena would hunt him down and take him back. Over the course of the next two years, the preteen had quite the amount of agility on him. He seemingly could disappear from sight and charge at enhanced speeds in order to kill or maim a target.

Despite not being trained in the shinobi ways, the kid grew a certain infamy as that wandering child who possessed Shikotsumyaku. Without a home or family to call his own, Kentaro merely wanders around the shinobi world collecting money for the occasional hit or doing some random task to get enough to support his travels.




Currently nothing of note.


Knife Fist
Rank: D
Range: Close
Description: Utilizing his kekkei genkai, Kentaro will harden the bones within his hand while his fingers remain fully extended. By stacking his joints, the boy will perform a quick stab at the target. While not sharp in a technical sense, the incredible durability of his hand allows it to pierce through a target like if pierced by a knife.

Contortionist
Rank: D
Range: Self
Description: By directly manipulating his joints and their overall flexibility, Kentaro is able to passively shift and contort his body in any way he feels necessary by directly modifying what is considered the normal limitations of his joints. This also has the lovely effect of allowing him to wiggle free from restraints and prevent getting caught within joint locks.

Repair
Rank: D
Range: Self
Description: One of the perks of his kekkei genkai is its ability to regenerate harm. Bones that pierce through skin and muscle cause localized injuries that need repaired. While Kenny may not be able to do that with his skeletal system currently, he at the very least may use this to heal fairly superficial wounds such as bruises, cuts, scrapes, and burns. Bone injuries, however, prove the easiest for him to heal.

Steel Body
Rank: C
Range: Self
Description: One of Kentaro’s most noticeable qualities is just how durable his skeleton is. While skeletons themselves grow stronger the more stresses are placed upon it, the boy’s simply goes to a whole new level. His years of fighting has caused his bones to harden to the point they are harder than most metals. Not only does this give him great form of defense, it augments each physical strike due to his skeleton’s sheer durability.