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Damien Takayama, a Raen born in the slums of Kugane to Roshi and Yasui Takayama. His birth brought out the death of his mother, and the ire of his grieving father. For years his father blamed the small child for the death of his mother, his entire existence treated like that of a cursed being. It did not help that he grew sharp teeth and that his face conveyed no emotion even when beaten by his father within an inch of his life. It did not take long for Roshi to bore of the silent punching bag that was Damien, and turned to the allure of gambling and addiction that could so often be found in the poor of Kugane. By the time Damien was five, his father accrued a debt from his frequent gambling house visits, and resorted to selling of the cursed child to the Yakuza who ran the establishment. When received, they found minimal use of the boy, his body so battered and littered with scars that not even his organs were worth much. On a whim, the cruel leader decided to use him as an entertainment for their more deprived customers, throwing him in a fighting ring between himself and two dogs. Just when the crowd was ready to see a one sided slaughter, the child displayed an animalistic side of himself, allowing the beast to bite him as his own sharp teeth pierced through their throats. While the crowd remained speechless, the Yakuza leader's smile only grew wider. This led to years of fighting in rings for the entertainment of the crowds, the boy more beast than man. It was when he turned fifteen did things change for him. To advance his ability for fighting, the Yakuza leader hired a retired warrior to teach Damien a fighting style that would allow him to flourish even more in the ring. The warrior accepted, though the lessons were not so easily taught. The boy was essentially an animal after the years of cruel treatment and hard living. So the warrior began his lessons, teaching the boy of what it meant to live as a man, to be able to read and write. Though Damien rebelled countless times, the beatings the warrior gave left no room for debate. For eight years, the warrior taught him, teaching him what it was to be a man, and how to wield a giant club through the Damien's unyielding strength. Though he would not find out the name for this fighting style for a while, he had been passed down the ability of the Dark Knights that the warrior had learned numerous years ago. Though Damien still lived in cruel conditions, he had learned to preserve, to stand firm against the treatment, and to find a chance when he could finally escape. Then, one night, before one of his biggest matches, the Yakuza leader approached Damien, planning to inspect Damien's condition as he had grown to become the ring's most noted fighter, 'The Facless Oni.' Using the opportunity, Damien struck down the man who kept him captive like a beast for years, and made his escape to Eorzea. Now he finds himself of what to do with his life, his social skills non existent, and his common sense warped from years in darkness.
Damien stands tall even amongst other Raen, his frame built but not bulky as his muscles were trained for practicality. His scales and skin lack color, years of living and underground rooms, only to be let out to fight, keeping him a sickly tone at all times. His hair is short and messy, brows wild and thick, bags are clear under his eyes, and his teeth are strangely sharp, as if those of a beast. Most of his skin is littered with some form of scar, with the only color being found on the giant Oni tattoo on his back.
Since he was a child, he displayed almost no emotions, though whether it is due to his environment or simply something he was born with is unclear. Though he has been taught by the old warrior some common sense, much of his personality is warped, his treatment of people tending to be cold and ruthless. Though this does not mean he does not have the capacity for more, he just simply has not met anyone worth showing any other kind of emotion towards. From time to time, his animalistic side will appear, as he becomes a beast only looking to survive.
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