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Aistir Turas (often called Ace) is a Keyblade wielder originally from Twilight Village. He is currently 17 years old. His alignment is light, and his specialization is defense.

His name means "Journey" in Gaelic.

Journal Entry
To come

Personality
Ace, despite constantly wandering, has a good sense of humor and loves playing tricks on anyone. He is also extremely competitive and will do virtually anything to win a competition except cheat. He is not exactly passive, and is known to go into a fighting stance at even the slightest provocation.

Appearance
Ace is a teenager of average height and build. He has mid-length light brown hair and green eyes. He wears a plain white shirt covered by a knee-length dark green coat and black pants. He is also very rarely seen without a hat, most often a fedora with a feather in one side. Ace refuses to wear armor, even Keyblade armor, because he believes it slows him down.

Backstory
Ace's parents died when he was a child, leaving him to fend for himself from an early age. Early on, he kept on the move, very rarely staying in the same place for more than a night. He eventually found refuge in Twilight Village, where he was taken in by a kind shopkeeper. During this time, he trained for and actively participated in the Struggle tournament, and eventually became the champion. After this, however, Ace again felt the urge to keep moving, and set out, not knowing his next destination.

After wandering for a few years, Ace decided to return to Twilight Village to check up on the shopkeeper (and grab some food, but mainly to check up). He was in fairly high spirits and very much looking forward to the reunion, but grew much more cautious as he approached the village. There was a strange fog enshrouding the entire town that wasn't there when he left. As he got closer, he thought he saw strange shapes through the mist, but decided it was just his imagination. He sneaked through town, seeing more of the strange shadows along the way. So maybe it wasn't his imagination. When he got to the shop, Ace slipped through the back door that he knew would still be unlocked.

"Hello?" Ace whispered, closing the door behind him. When he got no response, he repeated himself, a little louder.

"Ace?" the shopkeeper inquired, "My god, it's really you. It's been too long.  But you shouldn't be here."

"What? Come on, you know I can hold my own against anyone in a fight," Ace responded.

"Yeah, but we're not going up against anyone here. Right now, we've got something much worse."

"So what are we facing?"

As if on cue, three monsters crashed through the window behind them. Ace stumbled back a few steps, fumbling with his staff, but the shopkeeper seemed unfazed. "You have to go," he said, not answering Ace's question. He then picked up the sword he always kept above the mantle and adopted a fighting stance. "No time to explain. You have to go."

"No. I can hel—"

"No time. Now go." With that, he sprang into action, moving more fluidly than Ace ever thought he could. But Ace decided to listen and crashed out the door before he could be chased. He ran until he could no longer hear the sounds of the fighting, then slowed to a walk and finally to a stop, when he sat against a wall to collect his thoughts. His mind was racing. But before he could think too much, one of the monsters from the shop lunged at him from the fog. Ace swung his staff, catching the thing across what could be called its face, then got up and ran, the monster in hot pursuit.

Ace was lost almost immediately. He knew the village really well, but the fog was messing with his bearings. He was lucky for a while, but his luck ran out when he turned down an alley and stopped just short of a black portal. He turned around to get back to the street, but the monster was already blocking the path. So now Ace was faced with a choice: stay and fight and probably lose, or go headfirst into the unknown. And he had no time to choose; the monster was already charging at him. So he took a deep breath, got a good grip on his staff, and ran straight through the portal.

He felt as if he was falling. He tried to scream, but no sound came out. He then tried to keep his mind occupied, but found that hard to do while falling. Eventually, he just passed out. When he came to, he was lying on the grass in a new world.

Abilities
Due to his experience in the Struggle tournament, Ace fights with a blend of defense and speed. That said, he often fights using a block then counterattack style.

When using Wandering Fate, Ace attacks with a one-handed normal grip, but switches to two-handed when not attacking. He keeps his knees slightly bent and stands with his left shoulder facing the opponent, with his Keyblade held in front of his left side. Though he knows some magic, Ace rarely uses it, preferring to stick with physical attacks.

When not using his Keyblade, Ace prefers to use his staff as his weapon. He uses a wide two-handed grip, allowing him to attack with either side. When using the staff, he tends to fight with more flair, often spinning and feinting. He uses the same stance as with his Keyblade.

Weapons
Ace's Keyblade is called Wandering Fate. When summoned, it appears in a quick flash of light. It looks almost as though it is made out of wood and wrapped in bandages like Cloud's Buster Sword. There are also some smaller green accents which shine in the sun. The Keychain is a pair of dice, showing snake eyes.

When not using the Keyblade, Ace mainly uses his Chikyu Staff. Its appearance is similar to the Keyblade, except the staff is actually made of wood and is wrapped with vines instead of bandages. It can also be used as a walking staff outside of battle.

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