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Created on 2006-06-22 09:32:51 (#10507711), last updated 2007-02-23

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Name:	[ Marluxia ]
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Marluxia's Log

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Time runs fast.

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Name: Marluxia (Aurilam)

Element: Flower/Nature.

Number: XI (11)

Personality: A rather arrogant, confident and self-centered person, Marluxia is what many would call power-hungry. He loves taking command of things, he loves commanding things, to the point where he hates being told what to do until and unless it falls in with what he already wanted to do and he loves to show just how good he is at whatever he does. There is normally no questioning his words, if he wants it, come rain or storm, he'll go ahead and do it, regardless of whether he has to resort to blackmail or threats to have his way.

While maintaining an air of confidence, Marluxia definitely has a complex, this being that he cannot tolerate not being the best or at the top of whatever he's doing. If there is doubt in his work, he'll go out of his way to make it perfect, or he'll try destroying what's making him flawed.

Marluxia believes in being graceful and to have his actions speak louder than his words (not that he doesn't have the words to give, he'll give his opinion with or without someone's consent) but in his view, presentation is everything. He abhors vulgarity and will often do what he does with finesse and grace and make sure he's noticed for it.

This isn't to say Marluxia is completely forcive about what he wants. Manipulative, quite so. He has no qualms using people for his own purposes but he would rather they like what they're doing because of him doing the same and doing it well. If he has to force people into doing what he wants them to, he considers them weak and doesn't hold back from making them feel so. Those select few that do somehow gain his trust are also given his protection and there will be no questioning that. He sees himself as a leader than a follower and can have the tendency to question his superiors, but he most likely follows those that he feels have a close view to his own and allows them to command him if he agrees with said commands.

Where it comes to being around the other Nobodies, he probably even maintains a rather 'good' personality. He can be friendly, he can be smart, he can be spoken to (and perhaps even be friendly enough to be rather casual with who he interacts with) but more often than not, it is an act and there's barely any trust behind his actions, if at all. What he's usually trying to do is to gain knowledge that can either be used against the others in the hopes of making himself look better, though this doesn't mean he'll allow his motives to be obvious enough to be called out on them. He's actually quite reserved though this doesn't stop him from acting otherwise as long as there are no personal attacks made towards him. He hates being called out on his actions and behavior, because he believes he is supposed to be an example to others.

He is aware of the fact that he isn't always right, but in his own view, that isn't going to stop him as long as he can rectify it himself. He'll usually put down anyone trying to tell him he's wrong but he'll keep it in the back of his mind to make sure he works on it and it's never brought up again. To him, everything is fixed with position and power and there'll usually be no stopping him from getting what he wants once he has his mind set on it.

And once he has that, there's no way he'll ever do a bad job of it. Even if it involves killing what gets in his way to make it so.

History: Formerly known as Aurilam the Flower-keeper, Marluxia was a young scientist interested in botany and nature. His life was relatively normal, though he had been reared to 'be the best' since childhood, he made sure that everything he did and learned was presented in the best and most believable way possible. In school, among friends and to his superiors, he was the genius who always knew things that they didn't, he made sure to be one step ahead of the competition but he was surprisingly giving. He was well- liked and he made sure to maintain that, his knowledge of the flora of Radiant Garden being the best among many. This included being aware of the characteristics of each and what these 'wonderful gifts of nature' could provide to help others. (There is even the possibility of him being the kind of person who would know 'how' to talk to plants and make them bloom - rhetorically speaking, of course.) To him, his research and the very flora that he loved were his everything, they made him happy and he was pleased when he could provide others with appreciation for them.

However, somewhere within himself, he was worried. The possibility of someone knowing more about the things he loved most, of being able to understand those very things more than he did, was indeed frightening to him. He was obsessive about his research, wanting to know as much as he could, wanting to remain being in others' good graces about the things he knew and wanting that appreciation he had continuously garnered from them to last forever even if he had to choke that into people's understanding. He knew it was silly of him to think so and his obsession was rather unjustified, but having been the only thing he had from the beginning, the risk of losing it to anyone else made him rather paranoid.

Despite this fear, he continued to work as he did, trying to shove aside said fears in his work and his occasional hobbies, trying to merely enjoy what he did instead of letting it take him over where he knew it wouldn't help him get anywhere.

When the heartless attacked their world, Aurilam found himself at the mercy of his own darkness, one that he had never really wanted to open himself up to and ended up becoming frightened of what came. For a person who had never had to battle and the worst enemy he had ever had to contend with were the worms and leeches that were enemies to his plants, to be faced with the darkness and the creatures that came with it was horrifying and it was when he lost his heart that the fear he had held transformed into something darker and more vicious.

That is what his Nobody became.

The determination to be the best, to be above everyone and to continue having that became a strong essence of his Nobody - maintaining his determination and 'dream' to be above them all at what he did - made him one who was definitely stronger than many of the other weaker Nobodies that had appeared around them. What he hadn't expected was to not be able to feel anything and this aggravated him, his heart was what had driven him forward, he remembered this and in that determination, he sought a way to re-gain it, hoping that when he did, he would be able to prove that he was worthy enough of embracing this darkness and to make it suit -his- needs, just as the knowledge of his research had done for him before and made him the Nobody driven to reach that level of power. Gone was the gentleness that made up Aurilam, the obsession over his passion making him well in-tune for the element that embraced him, the wish to cut those down that stood in his way becoming the scythe he wields, a desire turned literal and an addition to the madness that made him who he is now.

Perhaps he was found by the Organization, perhaps he found them. Either way he was aware of what they were doing and it suited his purpose when they came into being and he had to make his way in, to be recognised and to finally put his determination to good use as well as re-gain the heart that he'd lost. He was accepted as the eleventh, one of the relative newcomers that had no connection to Xehanort and his assistants, but was strong enough to be among them and now, works to their united purpose - to regain their hearts.. and his own purpose that for now, shall remain unspoken.

Aurilam would from then on, be known as Marluxia, the Graceful Assassin.

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series; Kingdom Hearts : Chain of Memories
character; Marluxia

Nothing could have prepared him for this and what he was aware of, did not settle well. There was knowledge he understood but he did not want to acknowledge, and there was knowledge he wanted to put to use and could not.

All of it on it's own, was making him rather irritated.

A hand going to his forehead, Marluxia paused. Since when did he 'feel' anything? He had no heart, he had known this from the start, he wasn't like those filthy lowlifes that believed their existance was to feel emotions he couldn't even remember having.

Yet why here, was the question to ask. What was this place, this world, that he did not recognise and why on earth was he walking in here?

It made no sense.

And yet the smirk that appeared on his face belittled any sort of imagined anger or confusion he should have been experiencing. He experienced nothing.

But oh would the inhabitants of this place experience a lot if he didn't have answers soon.

A soft chuckle escaping him, Marluxia looked around himself, beginning to walk forward. Yes, soon enough, like Oblivion was gained, he would pursue his answers, bit by bit.

He couldn't wait for the chance.

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