“Aki… that’s you name, Aki!” A young girl, no older than 4 shouted. Her arms flew up in the air happily. Another man around the boy’s age smiled and nodded. “Aki Aki! Means sparkles and bight!” The girl giggled and hugged onto the other boy who stared in monotone. The other patted the young girl’s head and laughed without a sound.
“...What’s a name..?” He asked, looking down at the girl who paused then laughed at him.
After she stopped laughing with the help of the other near her, she explained, “A name something to call by! You by! You name Aki now!!”
The boy stared at the two in silence who were smiling happily at him, they hoped he liked the name the girl picked out. Aki was sitting in a box with nothing but a torn kimono, shunned for the purple in hair no one wanted to take him. He looked at them, they both were dressed in bright green haoris and semi clean kimonos. The oldest reached his hand out for Aki..
Nick name: “Cursed child”
Breathing Style: Curse Breathing, created by Aki himself with 6 forms.
Nichirin Sword: A regular Nichirin blade with a yellow sunflower brim.
Personality: Aki’s a pretty cold and stern person, constantly pushing at people for being below him and “weak”. He’s more professional, constantly only calling people by their last names and sticking to the rules and nothing more. Aki tends to get upset easily, but this doesn’t mean he can’t be nice. He has a good heart, aiming to kill demons that harm others, but he can show his caring side to those he trusts. Other than that, he’s pretty mysterious despite his bright appearance…
Backstory: [TW: Abuse, abandonment, lots of death] A young boy was born in a village, a pretty big village slowly becoming a ‘city’. His parents despised him for many reasons, the boy could hardly talk and was practically unable to walk. His body hated him just like everyone else. Some doctors had tried helping him with medicines, remedies and even prayers but nothing helped him, could anything help? He’d always be laying in bed almost all day, starving and holding his mouth, the slightest sound out of him could get him killed. He’d watch outside the small window, other kids playing, adults chatting and just an empty view, it was pathetic for him. What a weak boy he was unable to do anything…
As any normal night, there he laid in bed covered by the blankets head to toe. An attempt at suffocation by his parents before they felt it wasn’t worth their time and left him there to rot. Then, he heard screams, glass breaking, silence, chewing and stomping. He was used to… some things but chewing was- was new.. What- what had happened?! With his weak body he laid himself on the ground all fours and crawled carefully and slowly to the scene before him. Blood, that’s all he could describe.
So much blood…. Blood… blood…. And his parents- where- where are they.. What’s that thing and why is his parents head in it’s… mouth… The demon noticed him, and he passed out….
He woke up one day, sat in a box in the freezing cold nowhere in the village he once was in. This place was far bigger and he was at the back of an alleyway seeing nothing but darkness. His hair now routed with purple ends and his kimono torn he doesn’t know what happened since that day… Did he care? It was hard to say? He couldn’t feel anything… Maybe he could just sleep his life away. He did, for some days until he felt a poke on his cheek. Confused, he saw a young girl and a taller boy with light green haoris asking about him. The girl was hardly able to form sentences and the taller boy was silent, like he couldn’t talk. A simple name was given to him… Aki, yeah, he could say that. Wait what was a name…?
Now he sat in a nice mansion with other children and a couple adults, happy and joyful with each other. The two children who saved him had always stayed by his side, other siblings also staying by him and happily being with Aki. They even gifted him a light green haori like theirs. This made Aki confused but he was soon shown why everyone was like this, ah… this is what a family was like. Happily talking to each other, teaching and learning from the parents, eating food with each other, playing with your siblings, hugging and comforting each other… This was a family, this was the happiness that comes with one. How bright and warm. Oh how Aki could live his whole life here- but life was never that simple, was it?
Bloodshed once again, screams, crying, fear and… protection? The mansion was attacked, killing off the adults first trying to protect the children, then the children started dying. The 3 of them were the last left now still dealing with the demon trying to kill everyone. The girl who gave him a name- he reached his hand out to her but she was already cut into pieces. The boy she was with lunged towards Aki, hugging him and taking the sharp blow to the back, almost cutting him up. Aki stayed unharmed, him and the demon locked eyes and…. The demon left.
He stayed there in the embrace of his decaying friend and the corpses of his family, he didn’t feel sick from the small… He didn’t like to feel, not anymore. He doesn’t know how long he was there for, days, weeks, months until someone found him- a demon slayer nonetheless. He finally understood what happened to his families, demons. Aki followed the slayer around for a while until they agreed to train him and avenge his family...
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