Codename: F.A.D.E [Done]

Born in Atlas, Roberto was raised up in a military family, his father was a Colonel in the Atlas Military, as such his family was well kept, F.A.D.E or Roberto as he was called afore he took on that alias was the eldest child of three. He himself being the eldest, his younger brother and sister, when Roberto was five years old, his brother, Ezio Enrique Mendes and sister, Rosa De' Mendes were brought into this world, he was edified to be a great pedagogia to them and sentinel. As any older sibling, he was that, when his brother and sister got older, he edified them to be vigorous and not take [DATA EXPUNDGED] from anyone, he even had to get his hands dirty whenever his brother got into a tussle with other kids. Upon reaching the age of thirteen, Roberto took an interest in Swordsmanship, while his father injuctively authorized him to take on the path of a marksman, however this wasn't something that Roberto wanted, despite his father's firm believe.

He took inspiration from a comic book his younger brother had, which he gave to him when he was too old for them, the Amethyst Bolt, a fictional Super hero who fought malefaction with a sword and a shield, and had the quote of, "Malefaction is simply a sickness, and I am that remedy to rid it sempiternally." Of course, this was simply a fantasy his boy had, he told him if he was going to take Swordsmanship edifications, he tried to go with to utilize a rifle, and, much homogeneous to his father Roberto didn't heedfully auricularly discern. He held the same tenacity that plagued him of his youth, and still crept upon him from time to time, while in public he did his training but while in secrecy he trained in the art of the sword. It didn't take his father long to ascertain what his son was doing, which infuriated him greatly, until he dared his son to show him how much of a knight he was, out of rage, Roberto drew his blade and cleaved through several candles he had established, all of which where lit, he slashed through the wicks with facileness.

Shocked by the precision of his son, he took back what he verbalized to him, but still was firm about the situation, he told him he would be mad fun of, in order to beat that, he authoritatively mandated him to ascertain he trained hard to show them all the error of their ways. Roberto did that, entering into many competitions for Swordsmanship, and all of them, he emerged as first place due to his natural aptitude for the sword, he eventually was recruited into the Atlas military at the age of eighteen, he spent the next two years under the orders of Markus Demonte Mendes, Roberto's Uncle. Despite the family cognation, he didn't treat his Nephew with favoritism, instead he pushed him harder than anyone, personally penalizing him for making the family more impuissant due to some lack he showed at first. But after his first six months, he commenced to surpass his comrades in both adeptness and sheer resoluteness, until conclusively reaching the ranks of a Chief Warrant Officer [CW5], even having to inquire an augmented set of eyes due to a minor injury, but this was all ephemeral as the minute town his family was in was assailed.

Scared about the news, he and his squad held their first task, eliminate any Grimm in the area, of course the entire town was wiped out, only a few survivors, of those few was his own, when his father told him of the news, their little girl was taken from them, Roberto was stricken with a pique fill him. For he kenned, if this squad didn't take a [DATA EXPUNDGED], they would have made it in time to extirpate the evil that took his little Rosa away from him. But afore any of them could mourn the dead, a second wave of Grimm invaded the sanctity of the village, the puerile squad of Atlas soldiers fought valiantly as best they could. They got as many denizens towards the VTOL and towards safety, Roberto decided to stay behind and grant his group the chance to elude while he fought off the forces of unholy beasts, only to be reported MIA by his superiors hours later. But in authenticity, Roberto slew the few Grimm that remained and went into obnubilating, kenning the military would only decelerate him with their rules and regulations, he spent the next few years recuperating and honing his skills even more with his new sword.

Until conclusively, a opportunity arise, he had preserved a caravan of peregrinators, they thanked him for preserving them and verbalizing of a school that could utilize someone of his prowess, he was told about Syne and the placed up North called Bellmuse and without hesitation he went towards it. A place where he could put his skills to good use, and not possibly having a vocation out of it all, but he didn't knw if by doing this, his former superiors would track him down, so he contacted one of his former contacts in the Atlas Military to make him some erroneous documents about who he was. More or less, it was a washed down version of his authentic life, without putting any connections to Atlas or his families true name sake, after he accumulated the papers from the drop box, he paid the man and went towards Syne. Hoping that by doing this, he would have a chance to make a difference without having to worry about being caught in the process, with his trusty greatsword in hand, his heavy armor, and the alias of F.A.D.E, he went towards Syne Academy.

"Syne Academy."[/i] That was the phrenic conception that rushed through his mind every minute he spent ambulating through the blue forests that circumvented the great plain, the azure fabric and metallic scales shifting about with each step the individual took as he ventured forth. His mind clouded with many things, things that he kenned would be coerced upon him, verbalizing with others, and being around people, while he had a single book on human augmentation with him. Something he relished reading, and held first hand experience with, optically discerning how he took a diminutive class while in his military school and withal having to perform a surgery on himself due to one of his ocular perceivers being damaged. He was fascinated by the technology abaft them and was grateful he kenned much about the field while he had the chance, as his dark brown ocular perceivers zoomed in on the aperture in the tree's, he could optically discern an astronomically immense building in the distance, and the circumventing of more minuscule ones as well. "Determinately, I'm virtually there." And with that, he commenced trekking towards the town of Bellmuse, endeavoring to find his way through the bustle of the place, keeping his hood down, in order to not draw attention, he smiled and looked up at the firmament. "Conclusively, I made it Rosa."