Nikolai Speer

Speer has black hair. The feautures that he has doesn't make him noticeable or stand out from a crowd. His eyes are orange-colored, they seem to have a pigment of red- hinting that his eyes could be seen in another color (red) when the moonlight is reflected upon them. Speers hair is somewhat split, which isn't noticeable. His hair is also quite spiky. He wears shoes that are very silent on grass and on soil on general, making his movements silent. His clothes are usually-set for combat. Which means he can make minimal movements and move as flexible- and swiftly as possible and not be held back by his clothing. His clothing is optimized to serve him the best in fist-to-fist combat. Speer seems to be quite muscular from his clothing. He's six foot and tree inches, which would make him slightly tall. He weighs about 83 kilograms.

He has set believes and motivations, dislikes. Fears motivations and whatnot. Many people aren't as considered normal in this world, Speer is one of those. He could be considered evil; albeit the acts that he performs are not evil. They are neutral. The male thinks of himself as rightful. He has the strange idea that whatever he does, that there's a second mind thinking about it with him. This sounding abstract in a vague sense, it merely suggest a very mild form of schizophrenia that has been there since he was young, and has been at the stage of just being a suggesting voice. You could say it's some kind of manipulating voice; but it isn't. Because of Speers sober spirit of mind he ignores most of what the voice suggests. It is rather his conscience speaking out loud. Well not exactly loud, as rather is what it represents. Justice. Though he doesn't like this word, he rarely uses it.

He prefers to not to stand out. Meaning he doesn't like to be particularly known to others by being himself -- or something like that. For these reasons he prefers to live alone, or at least with the least amount of people. He likes it if he's alone, but sometimes he doesn't, which is somewhat contradicting and obvious. It's more the idea that people want him around, but he prefers to be alone nonetheless. This hints towards narcissism

At the times that he is not alone, he represents himself as a normal person, to not stand out if possible. He does this by blending in a normal crowd. Trying to not seem special or something. Saying the phrases, "xD", "lol", "topkek", "lel" like his other human brethren do which annoy him greatly. His facial expressions are mostly neutral. He thinks that gray clouds and the temperature around 70 Fahrenheit is the best type of weather. Rain is good, it's calming. His senses are very more sharp then they used to be, and he tends to sneak around more then often. And, not to mention, his attacking pattern is very random. Meaning that he would attack anyone not at random, but with strange motivations, just doing so when he feels like it.

—Bringer Light
• Level (1, 2, 3)
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• Level (1, 2, 3)
  —Reiryoku
  
• Level (1, 2, 3)
  —Fullbring
  
• Level (1, 2, 3)
  —Hertigae
  
• Level (1, 2, 3)
  

Speer was born on the 6th of the 6th Month of a year. That sixth month being June. It was rather conspicuous that he was born on the sixth of a six month. His parents called it luck. Of course, it was just flat- out coincidence. His parents were simple folk. Some would call them typical renaissance folk, they enjoyed simplistic things. Home-made beer and all that. And Speer agreed with this lifestyle. They weren't big- shots. Higher ups. Nah, they were mellow people. Just like you, me, our parents. Children of parents don't see their parents as anything special, just what they would classify as regular, the median. And this is what Speer did. Even- though their function were somewhat considered middle management in society he held little care for their works. He knew that they made money, money enough to support a small family. His parents originated from the West. He wasn't the only child in the family. Of course, their parents had two other children. By the time Speer was three, the other two children were five and six. The six year old was his elder sister. Her name was Pip. Her hair was chestnut brown. She had big blue eyes, a genetic wonder considered by many. She was the 'special' child, getting more attention than his five- year old elder brother who went by the name Jann. Jann, too, had brown hair. He was rather meant to be the strong one from the family. The muscle, the power and all that shazzam. Speer, originally had a stupid name, at least he thought it was stupid. His first name was Albert. He never called himself such.

Of course, as time went by, the eyes of the small Albert began to grow bigger. His perspective on life increased. He learned more. He got more experience as to how to lead his life. How to become a decent- sane person. At the age of five, Albert asked many questions. 'Why is this like that, why is that called blue, why?' His parents became mildly annoyed at this behavior, they constantly recalled when Jann was five years old, trying to remember whether or not he was like this also. Of course, he wasn't. Whilst Jann packed the muscle, he didn't pack the greater side of intelligence. Albert had become quiet, after one day. He asked his father constantly a string of things. He was there, for hours, at his side. Asking simple questions. His father had politely asked Albert to stop asking those questions about a dozen times. His parents started to assume that young Albert had autism, because those were the signs that young children had. At least, in the planet of Earth that is. It was just a large amount of curiosity. After that afternoon of asking questions repeatedly, his father lost his patience and hit him. Not hard enough to break his bones of course, but hard enough to leave a slight mark. Albert, as mentioned above had become quiet. He stopped calling himself Albert, but rather wanted his parents to refer to him as Speer. He began developing identification issues, at the age of ten the male signed up for a hobbyist club. Maybe he could become something there. He signed himself up as Speer, and ever since he was called Speer by his peers, his teachers and his parents slowly slipped into it. Except for his elder brother and sister. By the time Speer was fourteen his elder sister and elder brother were quite of age. His sister was seventeen years of age. And Jann, his elder brother was sixteen. Of course, they weren't much older as Speer. Pip had a strong dislike towards Speer. Which was caused by the fact that Speer had become silent, didn't speak a lot. And because of the fact that teenage women enjoy communicating verbally, physically, and all that, she assumed that Speer was passive aggressive because he replied rarely to her. Or was more on the psychopathic side of life. Speer at this age had become interested in religion, just as his elder brother Jann. They had gone to church, they prayed. Though this was something that Speer didn't enjoy. He had read many books of many religions. Most people assumed the religion books of gods as factual information, but Speer knew otherwise. It was mostly philosophy, even if it seemed to be clear- out information pointing. It was all philosophy. Something that normal people would have to think about and voice their opinion over. He found that Christianity had the most interesting philosophy. With the almighty creator. Thus he stuck to this. He read philosophy a lot because this was something that he clearly enjoyed reading about. Half a year after his sixteenth birthday his sister had been killed in action. In a feud between a hollows and humans. This didn't faze Speer, but it fazed his elder brother, his parents. His mom more than any other member of the family. His mom recognized the lack of empathy in Speers eyes and started to grow a dislike towards speer as well as his elder sister had, sharing the same feelings. Speer found this strange, the fact that someone always had a dislike towards him. After Pip died, his mother carried it on. And continued to be passive aggressive with him just like his sister would. Trying to portray Speer as the 'fool', of the family at dinners. Speer didn't have an outlet. All these feelings were bottled up in his big bottle where he would hold his feelings. Because of his psychopathic mindset, this bottle was quite big. He just shouldered it. Jann recognized it though. After getting older, Jann had become intelligent.

To a point where he easily could best his father at strategic thinking. Speer recognized this, and found Jann to be dangerous. Because he knew what he was up to. Speer would progress to power, learning more things about the mythical reiatsu. This is where he went incognito and didn't do much for the state of the Earth for a few months (by ie killing hollows). He studied a lot, what he could do with his own body because he was special. He had learned to properly socialize with others more so then the other years of his life. Speer, just as his elder brother had become smart. He used his resources wisely, and Jann saw this. He went into the library every- day. Jann was a competitive person. Speer was in the shadows of his brothers, and Jann wanted to keep him there. Then, she came. She was quite cute, according to his standards. Curvious, tall, smart, blonde-hair and blue eyes. Though those things did not matter much to him, it was her smile. It was captivating, it stunned him. It was beauty. The first love of his life. After having regularly talked to this woman, conversating and all that things took turn for the worse.  One afternoon, Jann was there, with her. His hands were around her neck. Her life was literally being choked out of her as tears of water streamed down her face, from her eyes. Crying. Nasal waste flowing down. Blood from her mouth and her eyes because of the pressure on her head. From a distance of ten meters away Speer could smell the fecal waste, she had wet herself from fear. Jann had a smile on his face. Speers mouth was clenched. He wasn't sure how to respond. Jann was raising his eyebrows, as if he was 'showing-off' his power to his younger brother. Speers jaw wasn't as clenched as he did that. It was in the stance where it's slightly hanging a millimeter away from his upper jaw. He saw the tears, blood, nasal waste all trickle down the face of the library girl he had fallen in love with. He looked again at Jann' face and saw pure satisfaction. Immediately, he begun to think. Well, not immediately. He was stunned prior to that. His jaw was constantly pressing upwards, making the movements people sometimes make when they're in cold environments and they're chilly. Where they constantly press their teeth against each other because they're cold. The sheer rage of Speers soul was immense. Vast. There was nothing in the library but the silence of an infinite darkness. The Library girl, named Ann, had been dead already. Her eyes were wide open, they almost were at a point where they would pop out.

'You see, this is what they did to Pip. Those hollows.'

Jann said. Speer never saw her body because it was a closed casket burial, Jann had, though. With a big shit eating grin, he gave Speer a good idea of Jann' own rage and fury. He dropped Ann, her lifeless body fell onto the ground. A momentum alter, the atmosphere in the room had completely changed. Into a big -shock- atmosphere into a very, extreme tense one. Because of the fact that Speer knew this library inside out, he knew where every switch was that was connected to the lights. He flicked them off. The fight between Jann and Speer occurred within a flash of a second. All the feelings that Speer had bottled up were released. His big bottle of feelings were indeed, as his brother shattered. But they had reverse effects then his brother expected. The sight was awful, it wouldn't even be a closed casket funeral anymore. Rather a new paint job on the library. His elder brother had almost seeped away from very existence. His limbs scattered across the library. Whilst the rest was simply blasted across the library. As if someone put a shotgun to his body and shot fifty times. Truly gruesome. He decided to leave the household after having left the library. He was almost certain that his parents would be angry, in denial of his superior brother Jann that they would believe that Speer killed both the library girl Ann, and Jann. Because they were scum. There were no other eye witnesses. Speer had no choice. He joined the Xtinction organization when he turned twenty- four. He learned more about himself and about the people like him.