Fandom Who...and what we fight for; Character Sheets

[ManofManyRoles]

Below is the template we'll be using for drafting up our characters. You can expand on it, but the components listed are what I'd consider core and must be included. Remember though just a few things.

1. Age minimum is roughly 14-15
2. A person can have up to two characters.
3. Non-canon breathing styles are allowed, so long as you can show the 'lineage'. If you use a non-canon breathing style, how many forms are in that breathing?
4. 'Unique Trait' would be something that makes them special, such as Zenitu's hearing, Tanjiro's smell, or Insoske's instinct/spatial perception.

Character Sheet

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Height:

Breathing Style:

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps:

Unique Trait:

Appearance:

Backstory:

 

[ManofManyRoles]

Name: Akimine Sakutsuki

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Height: 5'0

Breathing Style: Water Breathing

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Kinoe

Unique Trait: Foresight- After observing an opponent long enough in combat, she can anticipate their next attack as if second nature, but only in regards to techniques she's already witnessed. And just because she can see it coming doesn't mean she can dodge it.

Appearance:

Backstory: Akimine was born to a pair of lower Kazoku nobles, and was promised a life free of pain and struggle despite their meager status among other 'nobility'. Her education would be from the finest minds her parents could afford, her husband would be from another family in an arranged marriage, her clothes would be the finest cloth...all of this was decided before she had even taken her first breath into the world. Much to her parents chagrin, their daughter was far from the ideal young heiress they would have desired. She would often skip her studies and hide in the garden of the estate, or pick fights with any of her five elder brothers. By the time she was thirteen she had become chaffed beneath the watch of her parents and their expectations. She was not a 'proper lady' in the slightest of terms. The straw that broke the horses back was when she was at a family dinner to host another Kazoku house, where she was introduced to her future husband...she had been increasingly vocal about her hatred for the idea of being wed, but her parents wouldn't have it. That evening, she made a scene. The last words she ever said to her parents were 'Why don't you save me and the world a favor, and die?'. Promptly after this, she fled the estate...not fifteen minutes later after sundown, the gardens and floors ran crimson with the stain of blood.

One of the Lower Moons at that time had stumbled across the estate as it celebrated, and slaughtered it for a meal. Akimine would not find out about this until she returned late into the night, hoping to sneak away with what possessions she could before running off again. When she found her parents bodies, it's said that even the farthest estate could hear her scream. Surely, she too would have been killed by the Kizuki if not for the intervention of a Water Breathing Cultivator, a Kinoe, who had been dispatched to deal with troubling reports of a demon. The fight was brutal, though ultimately humanity had won out.

With the loss of her family, and another Kazoku household that would have taken her in, she had nowhere else to go. She never truly wanted her parents to die, all she had wanted was for them to listen to her...to have a say in the life she was living. After hearing this, she was given simple advice as the Cultivator made their leave; "Then have your say, for you are now the master of your own destiny. What will drive you now?" Like a lost puppy, she followed the Cultivator to their homestead, begging to have the strength to seize her destiny. As training wore on and years went by with the Corps, much of her abrasive attitude relaxed and cooled, the anger in her heart having no spark to ignite it now that she lived her own life. But Water is a fickle thing...and even the calmest rivers can become raging given the proper circumstances.

 

[Archdemon]

Name: Mori Tatsuo

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Height: 6'6

Breathing Style: Dragon Breathing which is a derivative of fire breathing and has 8 forms.

Spoiler: Forms

1st Form: Sweeping Dragon: Tatsuo makes a horizontal sweep near the targets feet to knock them off balance and then to finish them off with a decapitation. Imagine a Dragon sweeping you off your feet and the slaming his tail on you.

2nd Form: Dragon's Fire: Tatsuo uses either a grenade or fire to distract the target to then cut their head off in the second confusion. Imagine a Dragon Breathing fire.

3rd Form: Dragon's Edge: Tatsuo slashes 3 times in a powerful and quick motion that looks like a Dragons Claw.

4th Form Rising Dragon: Tatsuo strikes low and raises his blade up like a Dragon taking flight.

5th Form: Unwavering Draconian: Tatsuo takes a more defensive form relying on his unnatural Toughness to take blows even better than before and using the attacks he receives to produce better counter attacks.

6th Form: Frightening Assault: Tatsuo assaults the Demon not only with his blade but with his side arm as well. Assaulting the Demon with multiple attacks at once. Imagine a Dragon striking with ferocity.

7th Form: Flight of the Dragon: Tatsuo takes to the sky as he makes a leaping strike. He can jump in low or high and his stance gives him greater mobility off the ground than usual.

8th Form: Raging Dragon: Tatsuo changes his Breathing to resemble that of a Dragon puffing out smoke. This allows his body to use its full strength. He then goes all out as he strikes his blade and shoots his gun in such a masterful way that it looks like a Dragon berserking in rage. This does have a consequence as he could only use the form for 10 minutes and once his limit is reached he'll be unable to do anything for the rest of the day as his muscles will be exhausted.

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Tsuchinoto

Unique Trait: Unnatural Toughness- Tatsuo has the unnatural ability to take hits that would normally kill a man and still function normally.

Appearance:

Backstory: Tatsuo before being a demon slayer was a Yakuza. He belonged to organized crime and therefore has been a killer since he's been with the group. Though what would drive such a handsome man into such a diabolical organization? Money to take care of his little sister.

Contrary to his looks and Appearance, Tatsuo did not belong to a wealthy family. He and his sister were abandoned when he was just 10. He never knew his father and either assumed he ran away the moment Tatsuo was in his mom's belly, or he died. His sister came 5 years later from another man. His mother was abusive and often beat him till his bruises turned blue. He often took the punishment for his sister to keep her from getting abused.

That's not even counting the company his mother kept. She was as the word is an escort and often she slept around for money. Suddenly one day she never came home, and Tatsuo assumes she just left them or was killed. Even so he shed no tear for his awful mother. So how was a young boy supposed to take care of his sister?

He eventually hooked with some gangs and was making ends meet through theft, beating people up, etc... He eventually got famous enough to where the Yakuza offered a hand, and a bonus of pay. So he hooked up with them for a long time. Compared to most of his compatriots Tatsuo was willing to do anything, even kill others for cash. Who would even cry at these scumbags funeral?

Soon he became a force to reckon with, being nicknamed the Flowery Dragon. His operations were of course disliked by his sister. However he was simply too deep in the dark business to simply back out. One day he returned home to a destroyed house with blood everywhere. He frantically searched for his little sister yet he didn't find her or her body anywhere. He did however find his neighborhood wrecked with some bodies been brazenly eaten. What had happened?

He soon discovered a man devouring a woman and was soon set upon by him. The man had sharp teeth, and unnatural strength. Still Tatsuo went blow for blow with the Demon, he soon saw their regenerative abilities first hand and was only really saved by a Demon Slayer tasked with dealing with said Demon.

The Demon Slayer explained to him about demons and how if his sister is gone from such a bloody scene it means she one too. Tatsuo didn't know how to deal with all this information. The sudden existence of demons and his sister becoming one was a bit too much for him. He thought a lot about what was told and asked if there was any way to turn a demon back to normal. He was told there was no way and he despaired at this.

Tatsuo thought long and hard but soon he asked if he could join the demon slayers. He wouldn't let his sister continue to be as she is. He would have to kill her to free her soul from such a miserable existence. He left with the Demon Slayer to learn how to become one.

 

[Phayne]

Still a WIP

• Basics
• Personality
• Appearance
• History
• Abilities

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  ~Full Name~
  Renji Hisagi
  ~Age~
  24
  ~Gender~
  Male
  ~Ethicity~
  Japanese
  ~Sexuality~
  Heterosexual
  ~Height | Weight~
  6ft2 | 147lbs
  ~Breathing Style~
  Demon Breathing
  ~Rank~
  Kanoe
  
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  "A true monster, a true creature that evokes nightmares in both little children and grown men, is the monster hiding in plain sight. The wolf in sheeps clothing. Do not fear those that reveal their true natures, but instead fear those that fight desperately to try and hide it"
  
  Once a loyal and devoted retainer to his feudal lord, Renji was a man who had held a lot of promise for the future. Seen as a bright and jovial individual he had easily managed to win over the hearts and minds of the Village people, all the while remaining loyal to the wishes of his master. A well trained and disciplined individual he was seen as the 'ideal' for what a retainer should be. Alas this version of Renji would soon be killed; the once devoted and loyal retainer now twisted into something far more broken.
  
  Insincere to a fault, Renji never truly reveals what is on his mind and how he feels about certain matters, instead offering a hollow smile in order to appease others. He is the type who would tell you precisely what you want to hear, when in reality he could completely disagree with your views and even oppose them. He is the type who would play both sides of an argument simply to garner amusement for himself.
  
  Like the snake that tempted Adam, Renji has no issue with whispering sugary words of promise into your ear, singing tales of glory and riches whilst dangling the forbidden fruit in front of you. He shows little regret or remorse for those that succumb to the temptation he dangles, instead viewing them as unworthy; silently referring to them as garbage or trash and seeing them as inferior to everyone else.
  
  Skilled at playing a role, Renji often comes across as a gentleman and a charmer; The Romeo to a Juliette. Though his true self could not be further from the truth. Renji enjoys the act of courting women, often times seeing it as more of a game than anything else. Majority of the time, Renji has little to no romantic feelings for the opposing woman and merely does as such because he can. Overly flirtatious at times, Renji does like to see how much he can get away with before the woman has had enough. The flirting, teasing and occasional gesture, Renji does invest a bit too much of his free time into this bad habit of his and he knows it. Though, it hasn't stopped him yet.
  
  Capricious and Arbitrary, Renji can without warning switch from his calm demeanour to a cold hearted predator like a flick of the switch; the change often only discernible by sudden shift in his general aura. Naturally a predator, Renji can be rather straight to the point going for the kill with venom laced words and uncaring for the consequences that may follow. A pet peeve that can push him towards the borderline of becoming agitated is when another individual 'barks' louder then he actually bites; in other words talking a big game when in reality they are unable to back it up. He gets inwardly annoyed when others take their abilities for granted and depending on the extent of their actions may decide to ridicule them about it.
  
  Despite his negative traits and poor taste of hobbies, Renji highly values etiquette and responsibility, believing that people in their position must act in a manner befitting of it. As a Slayer, he views it as his duty to serve the people to the best of his abilities for as long as he is capable of. He carries a strict view towards his position and believes that the end should always justify the means, even if it is costly. He is rational enough to accept that sacrifices may be required for the better good, thus he isn't against tactics that may endanger innocents if it can save a hundred more. He takes his position as a Slayer quite seriously and is very proud of his position and its this pride that may sometimes lead him into getting into problems with people that appear to take their position for granted or appear to view their position too lightly. He has a big issue with those that try to be the perfect hero of justice, those that try to save everyone even if it jeopardises the success rate of the mission.
  
  Results are what matter to him as a slayer, and if he deems that you are insufficient to the success of the job, then be prepared to be on the receiving end of his remarks.
  Work In progress
  
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  Renji's stands at about 6ft 2 inches in height and appears to be a well-built, handsome young man. Renji has developed a rather tone and well defined muscle outline across the whole of his body. He has a naturally fair skin complexion though it has been tarnished by several scars across various parts of his body; the most notable being across his face from where his eyes were blinded. To go with his height and toned figure, Renji is a natural born red head, the fiery red colour of his hair a consistent trait within his family, primarily his mothers side. He has inherited his fathers sharp facial features.
  
  In terms of attire, Renji's clothing normally consist of a handful of colors. Primarily he can be found wearing a mixture of red, black and white with the occassional gold or silver trimmings on his clothing. He generally always wears a full sleeve base layer underneath a black buttoned jacket emblazoned with the schools emblem, accompanied by black jeans. In addition to his standard get up, Renji normally wears high top boots; more for functionality rather then appearance. These rugged boots served him well while he lived on the outskirts of society.
  
  In terms of accessories, Renji has a small silver pendant around his neck; a chain necklace that once belonged to his grand mother. Both of his ears are pierced and currently hold silver stud's in each lobe. Occasionally he will wear a black glove solely on his right hand; the dominant of his two hands. Why he chooses to only wear it on the one hand is simply because he saw someone else doing it and felt like replicating the look.
  
  
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  Once a loyal retainer to a renowned feudal lord, Renji Hisagi was a man formerly destined to live a long and prosperous life underneath the care of his former master. A samurai tasked with protecting his lord and in extension his family, Renji was a man who was held in high regard among the other villagers. Respected as a warrior, he himself had quite the high standing within their village, commanding a level of respect and admiration from the village populace. Deeply devoted to his master whom had taken him in as a child, Renji had pledged to serve him for the rest of his life, to repay him for the kindness that he had shown him many years prior.
  
  Born into poverty, Renji at the meagre age of 7 had found his village under attack by a group of thugs and outlaws. Humans whom had forsaken their own humanity in favor of greed and destruction in order to placate their own selfish desires. Pillaging the already impoverished village that Renji was born in, it was by sheer fortune that the young red haired boy had managed to flee; his parents fending off the invading criminals in order to buy time for Renji to escape into the woods. For two days and two nights he would wander aimlessly through the woods; the scenes of chaos and destruction burned deep within his mind as he pushed forward until he could push no more.
  
  Found collapsed on a local road, the Fuedal lord from one of the neighbouring villages had happened across the body of Renji sprawled across the ground, his chest heaving ever so slowly as he clung onto the last embers of life still within himself. It just so happened that the feudal lord had been on his way back from Renji's village, him and his retainers rushing to the village aid once word had reached their ears only to find a scene reminiscent of hell. With no survivors to be found, they had assumed that the village itself had been completely decimated during the attack. However, one boy had survived and as a means of redeeming his failure to aid the stricken village, the Feudal lord would see to it that this survivor would continue to live on.
  
  Taken into the care of the Feudal lord, Renji was instructed in the ways of the Samurai under the tutelage of one of his retainers and it would be several years before Renji would find himself in service to his master. Unfortunately his employment would only last so long before disaster struck. It happened during the eve of a blood moon, the feudal lord and his family had invited several guests to their household to celebrate the joining of their two families in marriage. A buffet for the awaiting predator that had made its way into their home.
  
  Despite being skilled warriors, the 9 Samurai and Renji had found themselves completely powerless against the demon kin that had attacked. A group of four demons had assaulted the mansion in which their celebrations were taking place; the largest of the four easily stabbing through the body of one of the maids that had been attending to the party guests. Swords unsheathed and their commitment to protect their lord overpowering their fear, the 9 samurai and Renji had quickly rushed to the aid of their master; their blades aimed at the four demons that had begun their killing spree. However, try as they might their attacks would prove to be futile as any injury they did manage to inflict was healed within mere seconds.
  
  One by one the Samurai would fall; their bodies skewered and devoured by the demons who had wreaked havoc upon the household. In the midst of the chaos, Renji had fallen from the balcony of the 2nd floor; eyes blinded by one of the four demons, Renji in a fit of desperation had managed to jab the demon in the side with his broken katana before pushing away from his assailant; only to soon find himself falling as he tumbled over the balconies edge into the koi pond below.
  
  It was as he fell and begun to lose consciousness that the sound of fighting could be heard. A platoon of demon corp slayers sent to dispatch the demons arriving after it was too late. Renji would soon fade into unconsciousness and would only awaken days later; his eyesight gone. Strapped tightly and chained to an iron bed, Renji would spend the next 12 months in total isolation; the man driven to the verge of insanity as he was locked away from the world. His meals given to him through a small opening in the door.
  
  For those 12 months, an organization affiliated with the demon corps had taken Renji under their care, aiding him in his physical recovery whilst watching him torment himself over and over. Visions of that blood filled night had continued to haunt his dreams, flashes of red taunting him in his sleep as he replayed that night over and over and over again to the point where the medics assigned to him had almost felt it necessary to let him die if only to ease his pain and suffering.
  
  Alas after those 12 months of hellish torture, Renji would speak directly to the medics for the first time; the red haired man asking simply for a wooden katana to train with. What had inititally started as Renji's attempt to placate his nightmares had soon turned into the creation of a new breathing style. Fuelled by the hellish visions of the life robbed away from him, Renji would begin the painful process of developing the art of 'Demon Breathing'. A style of combat that sought to mimic the depravity of the demon kind.
  
  With this, he would pay the demons back with interest. He would wreak upon them the pain and suffering that they had so eagerly given him. He would have the last laugh, the last say in this epic game of life and death. He will become the demon that even the demons fear.
  
  
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  ~The way of the Demon~
  "To defeat one's enemy, one must first understand them"​
  Renji Hisagi is a practitioner of the 'new school' art called 'Demon Breathing'. A rare and controversial style of breathing that had of course caused quite the bit of controversy. The concept of 'Demon Breathing' was first given life after the discovery of 'Beast Breathing' created and perfected by Inosuke Hashibira. Like its predecessor Beast breathing which was created to mimic the unpredictability of beasts and wild animals, the school of Demon breathing was designed to mimic the destructive and predatory nature of demons; to incorporate their innate desire to hunt, kill and grow stronger into a form of combat that could be used against them.
  
  To instill fear into their opponent, the concept of demon breathing seeks to turn the tides against the demon forces, to put them into the position of prey and render them vulnerable to a force for more overpowering than they are. Oppression and suffering are heavy factors of the Demon breathing style which seeks to punish the evil doers in the most violent of ways. Whilst many of its forms can be used to kill quickly, Renji instead chooses to prolong the suffering of the demon, in order to get them to see themselves as nothing more than prey and livestock; just as they would see the human race. Once they have reflected upon their ways, only then will Renji deliver the final blow.
  
  As the leading practitioner of Demon Breathing, Renji's forms take on the styles of various demons of mythology. Influenced by various cultures, the school of demon breathing that Renji is creating is wide and expansive yet also a double edged sword. A tight rope that Renji must forever walk upon, Renji is always at risk of succumbing to the ways of the demon, for in order to create and master this style of breathing, he must first understand the ways of the demon in which he intends to incorporate into a style. Due to this risk involved, Renji has resolved himself to inevitably die by his own hands or in the hands of a fellow demon slayer, before he himself becomes what he seeks to destroy.
  
  Visually, Renji's black nichirin blade will be engulfed in an undulating red and black aura and will often times give off the scent of a demon.
  
  
  Spoiler: Techniques

  1st Form: Oni Break: A technique in which Renji saturates the blood and muscles in his legs, allowing him to dash forward in blinding speed. Once within range of his foe, Renji quick draws his blade in an upward fashion, slicing the demon in an upward motion.
  
  2nd form: Doorway to Nakara: A two handed strike from above with such force and weight that it almost feels like your body is being crushed by gravity. By generating enough force, Renji crushes down on his foe with a large wall of wind. The force is so great that its been described as a move that sends its victim straight down into the underworld Nakara. [How it would look visually]
  
  3rd Form: Breath of Garuda: Renji takes a deep breath of oxygen and saturates the blood within his body. Doing so causes his muscles to swell up and increase in size for a short duration of time. In this state, Renji's physical abilities are momentarily boosted, giving him a boost in strength, speed and endurance. Whilse moving it may also appear like he has phantom wings from his back. He is not as fast or as strong as he is when he performs Oni break or Wrath of Indra as the oxygen is spread around his body rather than focused in a single area.
  
  4th Form: Dance of the Rakshasa : A technique that requires Renji to release a hallucinogenic into the air around the demon. Containing extract of Wisteria, this hallucinogenic aroma causes the Demon to become readily susceptible to hypnotism. By amplifying the sound of his own heartbeat and creating an almost rhythmic tone Renji pulls the demon into a state of hypnotism. With each beat of his amplified heartbeat, the demon caught in the illusion of Rakshasa will see a phantom image of Renji and begin to attack it. All the while Renji will be hidden from view, watching the demon attack his illusions and waiting for the right moment to strike. To augment the reality of the illusion and to further inflict mental torture upon his foe, Renji can mirror his strikes to that of his illusion, making the demon believe that the illusion itself is in fact reality. [How it would look visually]
  
  5th Form: Asura's Stance: An omni directional defensive stance, grounding himself firmly upon the earth as he hones his senses to their peak. Renji cannot move in this stance and is effectively rooted to the ground. This is a stance that requires complete focus and concentration; Renji steadies his blood flow and breathing which allows him to visualize a space around himself. With his breathing and focus sharpened, Renji begins to create the illusion that he has three heads and 6 arms. Anything that enters this space will trigger an almost automatic response from Renji, striking or countering in the direction in which he has sensed the disturbance. A defensive stance that is highly affective in both a 1 v 1 or a 1 vs many scenario. [How the stance would look visually] [How defending would look]
  
  6th form: Rashōmon: A defensive counter attack technique that requires Renji to hone his senses directly in front of himself. By doing so he can deflect any oncoming projectile coming towards himself. Essentially he creates a barrier from the quick and fluid strikes that prevent any attacks from the front. By deflecting oncoming attacks, Renji's nichirin blade begins to build up heat; effectively charging up to a point where he can release an air slash in the direction of his opponent. Not as destructive as his Air Cannon. Renji can still move forward in this state. [How the air slash would look but not as destructive]
  
  7th Form: Wrath of Indra: By saturating the blood in his arms with Oxygen, Renji can focus all his strength into his arm in order to unleash a devastating thrust into his opponent. By harnessing all his power into the one area, the force in which he strikes his opponent with a thrust is enough to cause that part of their body to completely explode. he can fire this off as a cannon or do it up close and personal for even greater effect. [How it would look visually]
  
  
  
  ~Unique Trait~
  BlindSight
  Blindsight in its simplest explanation is the ability to perceive ones surroundings without the aid of vision. Having paid the price of losing his ability to 'see' at the hands of demons, Renji's 5 senses have undergone an intense change growing sharper as the years have gone by. In addition, thanks to his breath control, Renji can utilise the beating of his heart to send micro vibrations into the ground, allowing him to see the world around him to a certain degree. [Think Daredevil]
  
  ~Nichirin Blade~
  

  

  
  Renji's Nichirin blade is a daitō with a black blade, hilt, and tsuba. The crossguard has four prongs bent out to form the shape of the manji. Attached at the base of the hilt is a short length of chain with a broken link at the endwhich dangles loosely. As a black blade, it is considered to be a bad omen for its wielder.
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[kakemha]

Name: Sakura Aka

Alias: Chi no Hana

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Height: 5’3

Breathing Style: Flower Breathing

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Tsuchinoto

Unique Trait: Enhanced Agility - Sakura possess Enhanced Agility, so she can dodge attacks some or most people can't, this also helps her be in constant motion while fighting, making it not easy to strike her.

Appearance:

Backstory:
Sakura Aka lived in a normal village, it had a hierarchy, more precisely, they had a village chief and some people under him. The people in the village were relatively nice, except they weren’t nice to her. You see, she was a daughter of the village chief, well an illegitimate one. And the people didn’t like her.

She lived with the chief’s family, but wasn’t treated like family, she was treated like a maid. Cooking, cleaning, tending to their every need. She ended up a personal maid for her half-brother, the next in line for the village chief position. He often would train in swordsmanship, forcing her to be his sparring partner. She agreed, in every single match, she would win. Dodging attacks and she was moving with great speed, little to her knowledge, this was a shadow of Concentration Breathing.

The family would send her out on errands, the village kids would make fun of her, they usually threw rocks and pebbles at her. At first, the rocks would hit her, striking her back and shoulders, and grazing her cheek, sometimes drawing blood. This would happen multiple times, but one day, she had enough of coming back bruised and bloodied. So she did what she did in the sparring matches, focused her breathing, and dodged every single rock. But she decided to not to throw any rock back at them, keeping her composure and walked away.

As she got older, they treated her even more poorly. Her half-brother got so fed up with her that after their usual sparring match, and he still hadn’t won, he went to slap her in the face, he slapped her, she wasn’t expecting that. She stumbled back, her hand on her cheek out of shock. She snapped then, she kicked him in the stomach, took his katana, and fled the estate. The katana was made of real metal, it was sharp, compared to her still wooden one. She had enough, she couldn’t take this village anymore, the world anymore.

Sakura was running, to god knows where, that’s when she stopped in her tracks. She heard the voices talking loudly from inside a tavern. She listened a little more intently, then it hit her, they were talking about her. Calling her names, telling rumors that weren’t even true, and she heard a lot more despicable things. She didn’t care anymore. She slammed the sliding paper door open, and stood in the doorway with her head down. The patrons gasped as they saw her there. Her breathing was heavy, her mind wasn’t in her usual calm and composing state, she had snapped. It was over in a hurry, the crimson blood was all over her, staining her pale complexion and pink hair. She looked around at the carnage she caused, but to her surprise she felt a hint of satisfaction. That feeling didn’t last for long though, when she heard a set of footprints running over to the tavern. She didn’t care who it was, she gripped her sword and awaited this unexpected visitor.

Sakura was quite shocked to see not a man, well not a normal looking one anyway, he looked like a monster, a demon. Her eyes widened at the sight, she noticed a katana sheath sitting on his back, she then located the sword in his hand. Before she knew it, he came at her. She dodged luckily, but she knew that whatever this was, wasn’t human. She tried to focus her breathing as she dodged and deflected attacks. She had a lot of stamina, but she would run out eventually. But before her eyes, the demon’s head was decapitated and his body fell to the floor. A man stood before her, he looked like he was in his 20s. The words he spoke to her were what would start her journey as a Demon Slayer, “Looks like we have our very own Chi no Hana. Would you like to join the Corps?”

 

[qingwa]

Name: Tomi Tennoji

Age: 15

Gender: young girlie, maiden, she/her

Height: 5'2

Breathing Style: Wind Breathing

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Kanoto

Unique Trait: Taisho Beauty- She's like really attractive lmao. I mean, it's really easy for foes to underestimate her. Does that count?

Appearance:


Backstory: It'll be fun, they said, It's better than getting married off to a man twenty years your senior, they said. Au fucking contraire! Agh, it's so frustrating! Taking back their promises of a peaceful and lavish lifestyle, Tomi Tennoji's parents plans took a turn when their first daughter came home one morning, clothes and face stained in blood, gripping a sickle tightly in one hand.

If it were manslaughter, they could've easily dealt with it; they'd help her clean up, and pay her into innocence. But it wasn't, what Tomi killed that morning was a man-eating demon, though fight off until sunrise would be the better description. A man-eating demon that was only real in grandpa Yozo's stories, or in aunt Koto's drunken ramblings.

Tomi's testimony was just delusion to them, and who would want a delusional daughter, let alone a delusional wife? Definitely not her parents. Off to aunt Koto with her, she's clearly unfit for marriage! No more promises of an easy life, Tomi, you gotta live with your less well off aunt, you cheeky disappointment. Aforementioned less well off aunt Koto who welcomed her niece with open arms into her smaller home in the outskirts of the neighboring town. Aunt Koto who spoke her mind, who laughed loud with her mouth open, who loved to drink, who was the other disappointment in the family. But it was also aunt Koto who was the only one to believe her demon encounter, if it weren't for her, Tomi would've just been dropped off on the streets.

Much to her surprise, Tomi and her aunt got along very well; within half a year she'd settle nicely into the new lifestyle, mostly. Living with aunt Koto meant helping providing for two, which in turn meant slayer training, baby! This is a double income household now, we'll prove to your mother that we can be rich AND unmarried! At the time it sounded wonderful, but way too late in Tomi realized that it probably isn't worth the effort.

Within two years of informal training, Tomi was thrown into the final selection with little knowledge but plenty of experience. By then she'd have tagged along countless of her aunt's missions, the demons at Fujisakane Mountain were small beans! Except the- you know, that big gross one with a body count of 50. She probably would've died if she encountered that one.

But she didn't meet that one, so, wahoo! Tomi and Tororo vs... low tier demons, mostly... Cut her some slack, she's only been in the Corps for a year.

 

[Sopranos]

• Overral
• Background
• Ability
• Trivia

• 
  
  
  Name
  - Nakayama An/Jiang An
  Age
  - 30
  Rank
  - Kinoto
  Personality
  - An is quite an observant and quiet man. While he is soft-spoken and mild-mannered to everyone, he never enjoys being the center of the room and is sometimes shy to start a conversation unless it is someone close.
  - Contrary to most demon slayer, An shows little to none interest in competing with his colleges in combat ability. With the lack of competitiveness, he usually doesnt care about other demon slayer comment on his record.
  - He has a calm, laid back attitude toward almost every situation. Even upon seeing an enemy or someone he dislikes, his relaxed and gentle countenance doesn't change. However, in a dire moment when he feel there is danger for the people around him, An can drastically change himself as he steps into combat, into an indomitable fighter.
  - One of his best trait would be patience, in both combat or life. Since he's still a apprentice, An had learned the outcome of every fight can be decided in just one moment, and the victorious side is the one who patient enough to wait for such moment. An applied this philosophy into his combat style, one that he keeps up with his opponents until the very right moment to finish them off.
  - He believes a Demon slayer key trait should be cooperativeness.
  Appearance
  - Height and weight: 6' ft 0 , 65 kg
  - Hair: Black
  - Eyes: Black
  - Other Description: Light moustache
  
  Spoiler: - Costume

  
• 
  
  
  Relationship:
  - Family: Deceased
  - Master Rairyu Nagano: Unknown
  Biography
  An was born in China, to a poor farming family. While his father was a retired war veteran, An was able to learn his bit of swordplay from his father. After spending a first few years of his childhood in the poor village, his parents decided to take a chance in a new land for works. They took a 6 years old Jiang An with them on a refugees ship leaving China, to a land in the south, a place they were promised it would change their life for the better, Japan.
  
  But as the ship fled toward the coast of Honshu, at one night, it was attacked by pirates. It was a disaster, while the children and young female were captured, the rest was slaughtered mercilessly. At the age of 6, young Jiang An saw his parents and many others refugees from across the lands being massacred, felt nothing but pain and powerlessness.
  
  After months being a captive of slavery, young An was managed to escape from the pirates and fled into the forest. In an unknown land, with people speaking an unknown language, he had nowhere to go. He just kept running and running, hoping it would lead him away from this nightmare. But as he went deeper into the wood, danger once again lurking in. As he was sprinting away, something grabbed his foot from under the bush. Shocked and terrified, An turned around. A cold, hard, pale hand with sharp claws grabbed his foot and as he kept looking, a more horrifying sight caught his eyes. A pale face with long fangs, its eyes were red and demonic, screamed out for the thirst of blood. Though An heard of demons in Japan before, the true sight of it frightened the life out of him. Panicked and frightened, An cried a prayer in his native language, believed it was his last moment in this life.
  
  As the demon reached An with his sharp deadly claws, he closed his eyes and waited for it to be over… But it never did. An opened his eyes and the demon hands were chopped off. Right before the demon charged again, a blade came from nowhere and thrusted at his throat, knocked him off and away from the young child. Heavily breathed, An turned around. There, he saw a man, stood tall, well-covered black clothes, a mysterious mask covered his face and a blade on each hands. And then, in a flash of eyes, the masked man charged at the demon, raised his blades and cut off the head of the demon. The cut was so clean, it looked like the masked swordman didnt put any effort in it at all.
  
  The man behind the mask was Rairyu Nagano, he was a retired demon slayer and an elder of the Rairyu clan, an old ninja clan in Iga. Saw a lost, innocent, and helpless boy in the forest, speak a foreign language and had no place to go, master Nagano took the boy back to the Rairyu clan. At the clan, the boy had a new home. He was treated like a part of the clan, like family, he was fed and sheltered. Though the lost of his family and homesick still haunted him at nights, young An was nurtured and cared by elder Nagano. At the clan, he was given a new name by the elder, Nakayama An. He became a part of the clan as it's his home then.
  
  Under the guidance of the elder and many from the clan, An was taught to write and speak Japanese, he was taught about culture and history of this country and how take care of himself there. And when he was old enough, he, too, learnt the art of the clan. At the age of 12, he was taught Ninjutsu, hand and weapons combat, stealth tactics and assassination. His training was overseen by elder himself, who not only cared for the boy but also had high hope for him. An trained hard, days and nights, not only because he wanted to repay the debt of master Nagano and the clan, but as its his life purpose. A quick pair of legs, sharp reflexes and a mind of a tactician, An showed to be natural at the art. He was a young prospect at the age of 16, excelled the expectation and showed superior again other apprentices in one way or another. At the age of 17, he finished his training.
  
  An already proved to be crucial for the clan at the age of 20, with having completed many important missions at a young age. But with that, there were comparison from other in the clan, and of course, envy. At the time, there were many other elders in the clan that were again the quick rise of An in the clan. Therefore there were many decisions again him, especially the rejection of his promotion in many occasions. The clan elders stated that they could not let "an outlander" such as Nakayama An to represent the clan, despite what master Nagano had to say. It was disheartening for the young man.
  
  It was not something to be known by others, that the Rairyu clan and the Demon Slayer Corp had a close relationship. Both organizations worked together multiple time in the past to keep the peace in the region again the demons threats. For a long time ago, there were members from the clan that would joined the Demon Slayer Corp as well if the elders of the clan see fit. Master Nagano was one such case, he was sent to take part in the Final Selection and passed it at his 20s. Then the master shinobi served the Demon Slayer Corp for a very long time until his retirement, that he returned to the Rairyu Clan to accepted the role of clan elder. One day, master Nagano approached the disheartened An and told him about the story of the Demon Slayers Corp. He told his loving pupil that though its not the right path for a Rairyu shinobi, it had always been the path he wanted for An to follow. Wanted to follow his master will, An took part in the Final selection and passed it. He became a demon slayer at the age of 20.
  
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  Breathing style:
  - Serpent Breathing
  Skill
  - Dual Wielding: An's choice in weapons would be a pair of closed range weapon, he can do well with both short sticks (like baton) or swords (An often uses wooden swords in training).
  - Language: An can speak fluent Chinese (though he can barely write in Chinese) and Japanese.
  - Ninjutsu: Due to years of Shinobi training, An is not only capable in combat but also expert in disguise, sabotage and assassination.
  Unique trait:
  - Energy sensing: An can sense a glimpse of negative or positive energy from a living being and from there guess the intention of others to be aggressive or not.
  Weapon:
  - An dual wields on most combat occasions, with a long sword on his left and a serpent shape short sword/dagger on his right. On stealth or assassination mission, he would usually equips his serpent dagger.only.
  
• 
  - There is a ramen stall in Kyoto he loves so much that you would find him almost every time you're in the area.
  - As an odd, freaky trait of him that nobody can stand, An really like durian, a popular fruit in Southeast Asia with rich sweet flavor but overpowering smell.
  

 

[Maxxob]

Name: Erwin Kott (The War Veteran)

Age: 26

Ethnicity: German

Gender: Male

Height: 6’9” - 80 kilograms

Breathing Style: Thunder

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Mizunoto

Unique Trait: Death before Dishonour: The despair of dying, while leaving duty unfinished, forces Erwin to redouble his efforts, betting everything into his victory. The closer the German gets to defeat (either perceived or real), the faster his attacks become, while his defence starts to suffer, getting more lax, trying to guarantee victory at all costs.

Appearance:

Erwin wears the usual Demon Slayer standard uniform, with a few modifications: on his feet, he wears his military issued, knee-length black leather jackboots with his pants' legs tucked inside it. Besides that, he also wears his military uniform hat and his awarded medals are on display on his chest.

Backstory: Kott was born in Germany in 1893. The son of Franz and Maria Kott, he was fortunate enough to be born into a lower-middle class family. Just like his father, a prominent officer in the Imperial German army, Erwin was groomed to follow his father’s steps since childhood. He didn’t however show any of the ferocity of his father, taking more after his mother, being pensive and introspective. Thanks to his father’s connections, however, after finishing up high-school, he was admitted into the Kriegsschule, starting his studies to leave the college as an aspiring officer. As soon as he graduated, being 21 at the time, it was the brink of World War 1.
Erwin was assigned an almost insignificant post as the officer of a garrison protecting the German port of Tsingtao. Or so he thought. The siege of the German port in Chinese territory was the most important and significant land battle in the pacific theatre. Up to this day, Kott remembers every bit of it: the smell of gunpowder and blood, the screams of dying soldiers, the many times his life was almost lost. The siege, however, ended at the end of the first year of the war. Erwin managed to escape the siege, making his way in a civilian ship to Nova Guinea, along with a few soldiers under his direct command.
There, not only was he promoted to Feldwebelleutnant, but he also was awarded a few medals: the Iron Cross, the Colonial Medal and the China Medal. His ease didn’t last for too long, as the Japanese advance on the German Empire’s colonial holdings didn’t stop. And, as such, there was also a victorious attack on Nova Guinea and, this time, Erwin wasn’t so lucky, being taken a PoW. The years of captivity weren’t kind to the German officer, spending 3 years as a PoW. In 1918, he was released, being allowed to go back to the Fatherland, which now, for sure, laid in ruin. Kott, however, refused to do so, effectively, becoming a deserter.
On the very same week he was released, while wandering by himself in a snowy trail, he ended up coming in contact with a grisly sight: blood, splattered on the white snow, bodies half-eaten, bite marks in every single one of them. And, in the amidst of all that chaos, was someone… feasting on the bodies. Not thinking twice, the German tried to draw his service pistol, only to remember it was never given back by his captors. The… thing ended up hearing the sound of his leathery holster and turned towards him, growling and ready to attack him. Luckily for the Erwin, there was a thick branch nearby that he could use to fend off that horrible beast.
The struggle was difficult for the man, and he was sure that, had he not have considerable training on how to use a sword during the officer’s course, he would not be alive this day. The only thing the managed to do with the stick was stall the creature and protect himself long enough for a Demon Slayer to arrive at the scene and, with ease, dispatch the horrible creature. After doing so, it looked like the hunter got interested in Erwin and offered to sponsor him and give him a shot of becoming a Demon Slayer himself. The war had already forged a new man in him, leaving the weakness he was born with and becoming a fierce and courageous officer and, seeing that creatures like that existed and roamed the Earth, he simply couldn’t just turn his back to it. That such devious beasts existed. He accepted the offer in a heartbeat and joined the Corps after an arduous acceptance test.

 

[DipDapTheSlap]

• Basic
• Details
• Story

• 
  
  Enjirou Rikitsuki
  
  Physical Description
  Nineteen year-old male
  165 cm tall, lean
  Eye, blue; hair, blue-grey
  
  Demon Slayer Corps Information
  Rank, Kanoe
  Breathing Style, Thermal
  Ability, Homeostasis​
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  Thermal Breathing
  Derived from Wind and developed with Enjirou's unique ability to regulate his body temperature through fine-tuned breath control
  Two forms, Freezing and Boiling, can be modified up to eight-fold, similar to Zenitsu's Thunderclap and Flash
  Freezing is a defensive form that slows the heartbeat and conserves energy for precision strikes
  Boiling is an offensive form that increases blood-flow and agility for heightened lethality
  
  Nichirin Sword
  A unique double-edged blade the color of purple Wisteria, forged with Enjirou's breathing style in mind
  The sword can exude either icy wind or burning steam depending on the breathing form
  Freezing form will flash-freeze a target, Boiling form will cauterize on contact
  
  Homeostasis
  Enjirou has been able to adapt to extreme climates very easily since he was young
  Since becoming a Demon Slayer, he has developed his breathing style and is able to further control his body temperature
  His body still has physical limitations as to how hot or cold it can get, and for how long​
• 
  
  Personality
  Free-spirited and adaptable, difficult to anger and easily impressed
  Somewhat lackadaisical with his training, often relies on raw talent to get by where his efforts fall short
  Follows his whims even when they lead him into troublesome situations
  
  Background
  Grew up outside Tokyo in a well-off family before they cast him out to learn discipline in the real world
  Became Demon Slayer on a whim and passed Final Selection after two years of training independently
  Adopted his bird, Karasu, from a homing/carrier pigeon breeder; the bird can't talk, but it can carry messages​

 

[ManofManyRoles]

Name: Kirisu Asagisa

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Height: 5'2

Breathing Style: Flame

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Kinoe

Unique Trait: Taste- Like how some slayers have acute sight, hearing, or even smell, Kirisu has an amplified sense of taste. This means on one hand, she is the most skilled chef you could hope to come across, but on the other hand she can taste 'the sourness of a lie', 'the burn of an insult', or the bitterness of the presence of a demon.

Appearance:

Backstory: Kirisu was born into a lower class family of farmers, consisting of herself, her parents, and her two younger sisters. Life was far from easy for any of them, though they scraped by from harvest to harvest. Kirisu would often make a days journey into the local township to work in the kitchens of restaurants or as a 'chef for rent' with the coin to spare for such a thing. The journey was long just to reach the town, taking a full day. Meaning that it would take a day to reach the town, a day to do her work, and then another day to get home with the earnings she had made. And yet, despite these struggles she and her family faced, they were happy.

During a trip home one late evening, after being paid a rather lavish amount to make a meal for a large party of people at a tavern, her life would be shattered forever. Journeying home, the sharp taste of copper on the air assaulted her sense of taste, a ball of anxiety knotting in her stomach. Every human has a degree of 'sixth sense', the natural senses indicating something was wrong..and Kirisu's was on all levels of alert. Rushing home, she ran face first into a demon fleeing from her farmstead, covered in blood....with one of her little sisters beautiful red hair ribbons hanging from its jaws. Terror set in, eyes wide in fright. And just as quickly as the fear came, it was replaced with utter rage. Whatever this thing was...it had...it had done something to her family. She wanted to believe everything was okay, but she couldn't tell herself that lie. And yet, the creature was fleeing,, from what she did not know.

What she did know is that if it was fleeing, she'd stall it so its pursuer could catch it. Leaping after the creature as it darted to the side she grabbed its arms, holding it tight against its body as it struggled, running through the field at a hobble as it bit at her shoulder, demanding she release it. Despite the pain, she refused to budge or yield. If all she could be was a dead weight so whatever it was afraid of could catch up, then that was good. As the beast managed to start to find purchase against her, she could feel sharp teeth at her throat, intent to tear it open. And then, suddenly...she was painted in blood not her own, the demon's body collapsing with her still clinging on, the head rolling away and scorched. The girls eyes were wide, a muscular mountain of a man standing over the head with his sword drawn. He informed her, with much sorrow, that her home was gone...along with her family. The worst part of it was his words bore the pure taste of honesty...everything was gone. He spent that evening speaking with her, tending to her wounds, explaining that he was a Demon Slayer, from the Demon Slayer organization. Her eyes lit up, alight with an eager zeal for justice...she did not ask to become a demon slayer. She demanded it, and he was willing to teach her.

 

[Nenma Takashi]

Name: Sadaka Yushimashi

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Height: 5'9

Breathing Style: Phantom Breathing form this form was derived from Wind breathing as well as Water breathing. Each form requires Sadaka to dislocate her arm letting her unleash the true power of the form.

First Form/Haunting Spirit: Sadaka strikes from one angle then quickly switches the angle, making it appear as if her arm suddenly vanished. It isn't the speed that causes this move to appear invisible rather the sudden change in direction. Much like how a fly seemingly disappears from view by shifting it's flight pattern. Though against higher ranking demons this form can be quickly adapted to, after becoming used to her movements it is easy to follow her blade.

Second Form/Grudge: Just as she receives a blow, Sadaka moves in tandem with the attack. Making it seem as if she was hit yet in reality the damage was significantly lessened, as she does this she will also strike back using the stolen momentum of the attack to increase the power of her own attack.

Third Form/Wallowing Ghost: Sadaka dislocates her shoulder, she then will swing seemingly wildly at her foe. This seemingly wild swinging is actually very much calculated and due to her dislocating her shoulder her attacks are whip-like and more easily slid off a block, letting her truly keep up the pressure.

Fourth Form/Cursed Spector: Sadaka lowers her body mimicking the movements of someone barely able to stand, she then allows her body to move with her strikes. This lets her attack and dodge at the same time, though these strikes aren't as strong as her other strikes since she must spilt her effort between dodging and attacking.

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Kanoe

Unique Trait: Dead Girl Walking- Sadaka really does seem like she's already died, her body is almost constantly cold to the touch. Her eyes are seemingly devoid of life, and she often lets out groans that can sound like ghost calling to the living. The truly fascinating thing is that while other Demon Slayers have enhanced senses, Sadaka actually lacks two. Her sense of taste and sense of touch, the sense of taste doesn't really help and in fact Sadaka often complains how she can not enjoy quality food. Yet her lack of touch has given her a significant edge as a Demon Slayer, she feels no pain what so ever. No matter how hard you hit her she won't feel a thing, not even a tickle. As such she can keep fighting and power through attacks in order to still hit her foe. The downside being obviously Sadaka isn't aware of how much she is truly hurt, she won't know if she has internal bleeding or if she's broken a rib or two, she can tell if her arm has broken and might push it beyond it's limit. Which has lead Sadaka becoming incredibly familiar with those on the medical team for better or for worse.

Appearance:

Backstory: Sadaka's strangeness and creepy nature, begins on the day she was born. While most babies cry when they are born strangely and equally alarming, Sadaka didn't. The only way her parents could tell she was alive was the fact she breathed and moved. As she got older she only got stranger, as a young child she was playing with some other children. The group of children were rolling down a large hill and since it looked fun, Sadaka decided to join them. It was indeed fun rolling down the large hill but when she reached the bottom, she looked up to see the other children looking at her in horror. Sadaka wasn't sure what she had done that was so scary, that is until she went to move her hair out of the way of her eyes. Finding her hand did not touch her face like she had wanted it to. That was when she realized her arm was bent in an awkward way, and while she knew something like this should've hurt she felt no pain. After that incident the other children began to call Sadaka a ghost or a demon, but they would learn what a demon truly was later. In the dead of night Sadaka heard something making a ruckus in her house, followed by her father waking up to check it out. Then she could hear her parents both scream immediately she shot up from her bed to check it out.

There she was face to face with a demon who had just finished off her parents. Before she could even react the demon back handed Sadaka slashing her across the chest. It didn't hurt but Sadaka's survival instincts kicked in, so she did the only thing she could think of, and played dead. She simply laid on the ground praying the demon would simply leave, or that someone would come and save her. After an hour of hearing the demon eating her parents Sadaka heard someone else show up. Sadaka was too scared to look since she began to hear screaming again, but when it stopped she then heard a voice that belonged to a woman. So she turned her heard and met eyes with a woman standing over the now dead demon. Seeing Sadaka was alive she complimented the young girl for not crying, Sadaka then explained why it was she didn't cry due to the wound. Yet the sight of her deceased parents still made her heart ache and thus for the first time in her life, Sadaka cried.

The woman who Sadaka learned was named Kushioka, took Sadaka under her wing, teaching her about demons and what a Demon Slayer was. Sadaka out of thankfulness and deep rooted vengeance took up a blade and began training under Kushioka. Sadly the life of a Demon Slayer if a dangerous one, as such after only being taught four of the twelve forms of Phantom Breathing, Kushioka died on a mission. Now on her own Sadaka continues working as a Demon Slayer as she truly has no where else to go.

 

[weiikaza]

" Flow like water, as swift as the wind . . or something like that. "
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Name: Hantsuki Ukito


Age:
16 (1/2)


Gender:
Male


Height:
(5'5")


Breathing Style:
Water Breathing (Mizu no kata)
10 Forms (Including 3 Additional Forms, and 6 Sub-Forms)


Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps:
- Tsuchinoe -

Unique Trait:
- Enhanced Determination
- Enhanced Flexibility


Appearance:



Backstory:​

Ukito was born into a family of highly durable farmers who took pride in their work. They sold crops for a living to make the amount of wealth that they currently had, and planned on passing down their knowledge to the new generation, starting with Ukito and his younger sibling. Although, this was all put on pause once heavy weather began to rain down upon the very fields these farmers worked on as winter began to set in. As such, Ukito's lessons were put on a complete halt.

During this long period of cold, tragedy would strike as a Demon used the opportunity it got with the family all in one place to strike, murdering every last member of the household in the most brutal fashion. Of course, thanks to the assistance of Ukito's mother, he managed to escape into the cold. With his natural tolerance towards the elements, he made a steady stride through the snowy field and into what he assumed could be freedom. Inevitably though, once all the adrenaline fully wore off, his body finally collapsed, rendering him unconscious.

When he awoke, he found himself bed ridden inside of some kind of shack. His first instinct was to make an attempt and leave immediately such as to avoid coming to face the demon again, but was quickly put down and stopped by a middle-aged man that lived there. As it turns out, this middle aged man was once a well-respected member of the Demon Slayer Corps, but was retired after becoming a Kinoe due to growing health issues regarding an internal injury suffered from clashing with an Uppermoon. Though fortunate to still be alive, he was unable to perform at his best, resulting in the man resigning from the corps. Now he just spends the majority of his time out in the woods, living out how many years of his life he has left.

After a brief history lesson in regards to Demons and Demon Slayers, and an introduction, the former Kinoe would take Ukito under his wing, hoping to pass down a good amount of his own skills down to him, being the one who showed him everything he knows now. During this long training period, Ukito would grow a fascination with weapons, both historical and modern alike.

Thanks to all his training, he not only passed the Final Selection with little difficulty, he's also managed to make 12 new additions to the Breathing Style he currently knows. So now, Ukito just does his own thing.

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- Ni no kata: Suihei Mizu Gurama (Second Form: Horizontal Water Wheel): An alternative version of Lateral Water Wheel. The user twists themselves while leaping forwards off of the ground, dragging their sword around with this twist and bringing about a flowing rotating strike from around their body and onto the intended target.

- Hachi no kata: Takitsubo - Seisei Ruten (Eigth Form: Waterfall Basin - Flux): Combining the rotational aspect of Constant Flux, the user makes numerous rotation as they spring into the sky, gaining more and more force with each rotation due to momentum, this stacking onto the rise in velocity as the user then plummets towards the ground to deliver a high powered vertical slash. The resulting impact of this skill is capable of leaving a large sized crater on the ground.

- Ku no kata: Suiryū Shibuki - Ran, Nejire Uzu (Ninth Form: Splashing Water Flow, Turbulent Whirlpool): The user begins to move around the opposing target with immense speed while simultaneously making numerous rotating slashing motions with their hand held weapon, seemingly creating numerous vortexes of pressurized water that work in tandem to contain and hack apart numerous enemies at once.

- Jū no kata: Seisei Ruten - Suisei Haretsu (Tenth Form: Constant Flux, Aquatic Rupture): The user preforms the actions that make up this form before finally winding their sword backwards once more, appearing to go for another slash. Once winded back, if the enemy is at a distance, the user then unleashes the water dragon towards them with a single, high-powered slash backed up with all of the users strength and gathered power from the rotations at once. The projectile takes the form of a gigantic azure dragon when released.

- Shichi no kata: Shizuku Hamon Tsuki - Shindō (Seventh Form: Drop Ripple Thrust, Vibration): The user thrusts their sword forwards while keeping their arm moving in a jagged and rapid motion, digging it into the opponents chest area (sternum) to cause temporary paralysis before inducing an intense vibration effect onto their blade, causing internal damage to the enemy.

- San no kata: Ryūryū Mai - Seisei Ruten (Third Form: Flowing Dance, Constant Flux): The user continuously moves towards the opponent in a winding dancing motion, doing small subtle rotations in between every other footsteps to enhance the quantity of each slash due to a gain in power from the rotations, working with the dancing motions to keep the intended enemy contained.
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- Jū Ichi no kata: Heki Aoi (Eleventh Form: Cerulean Blue) "Custom Eleventh Form": The user takes in a large amount of oxygen in order to enhance their bloodflow, strengthening their muscular output before now taking a single step forwards. With this single step, the user then releases their body downward for better lowering strength before using the gravity gained from the sudden drop, along with a push from the ground, to rush towards their target and dragging along with them a large wave of water that completely demolishes them with a single strike through the neck area.

Jū Ni no kata: Mizū Ken'nai (Twelfth Form: Hydro-Sphere): The user makes constant strides towards the enemy, shifting around them to deliver numerous circular slashes that start from a lowered angle, and flow upwards with a quick strike, a large circular bubble of pressurized water form around the user as they work to contain the opposition in one place as they deliver this hellish onslaught onto them.

Jū San no kata: Yuramekushio (Thirteenth Form: Wavering Tide): The user continuously shifts forwards towards the target in a rather loose zig-zag to disorientate the intended target with their movements. The user then uses the gained momentum from a another burst of speed to slice through the target's neck mere moments after.

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In summary, Ukito is a perverted, comedic, and generally not-serious young man, expressing this side of himself to nearly every woman he comes across to which he deems to be attractive. The level of perversion he may display varies, as he can go from simply making rather lewd comments about a woman's body, to doing all on panty-raids. He is fully conscious of this side of himself, and embraces it fully, feeling no shame or hint of guilt whenever he practically throws himself at pretty women. Very rarely has his perverted nature gained a positive reaction from a female. Regardless of his love of women though, he is unafraid to strike one if necessary.​

 

[Kloudy]

• Personal Info
• Abilities
• History

• 
  
  
  Name:
  Akashi Kazuko
  
  Age:
  20
  
  Gender:
  Male
  
  Height:
  5'11"
  
  Demon Slayer Corps Rank:
  Tsuchinoto
  
  Nichirin Blade:
  A straight-edged blade with a notched tip. The length of the sword is longer than most conventional Demon Slayer Corps blades (5ft), affording Akashi a longer reach with his strikes than most. It is surprisingly heavy, even given its size, but Akashi has become used to its weight and can wield it dexterously. It's colour is a deep, dark purple.
  
  
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  Breathing Style:
  Gravity Breathing
  
  Derived From Water and Wind Breathing, this breath style was created with the intention of mimicing the natural forces of the world. Putting particular emphasis on the unseen power of gravity, the techniques associated with it are largely based around vertical strikes and switching between speed and power interchangeably. Users of Gravity Breathing are generally of a calm or peaceful disposition and channel the gravitational pull of the earth and sun to guide the majority of their techniques. Akashi in particular does not seek to inflict violence whenever possible and often drifts toward peaceful engagements, but he does not shy away from using his techniques when challenged.
  
  
  

  First Form

  Crushing Weight
  
  Akashi concentrates his breathing and feels the energy of the ground around him. Gathering its gravitational force, he channels it in the form of hyper-oygenated blood to his striking arm. With one downward vertical slice, immense pressure is put on the strike to deliver a powerful blow that will have a target feel as if a large crushing force is bearing down on them. This technique can only be performed with a one-handed strike, so Akashi usually rests his free hand on the bicep of his striking arm for support.
  
  Akashi has additionally learnt the Two-fold and Three-fold subforms of this technique, magnifying the power of the attack by 2x and 3x respectively.
  
  There is also a variant of this technique that allows Akashi to use his hand to push an opponent with great force, enough to send them flying at least 10-20ft back.

  Second Form

  Rise & Fall
  
  Paying special attention to the movements of the opponent, Akashi delivers a swift vertical strike upwards and then another down again in the shape of an upside down 'V'. Rather than aiming for the body, this techniques aims to swiftly slice the arms from the target with almost magnetic speed and precision. This means that while the dual-strikes are fast, they are not as powerful and can be blocked if caught.

  Third Form

  Earth & Heaven
  
  Akashi lowers his stance so that his body is closer to the ground and quickly closes the distance to a target, launching a swift 180 circular strike up along the torso before completing the midair spin with a twist to bear down on the target with a stronger downward vertical slice from behind. The first strike is fast and may catch opponents off their guard, while the second strike is slower but delivers a much more forceful impact.

  Fourth Form

  Weightless Flight
  
  Using Total Concentration Breathing to spread oxygenated blood to the legs, Akashi moves swiftly and with graceful precision to reposition himself to a more advantageous position. The speed and effortlessness with which Akashi achieves this almost makes it seem like he is floating as if unaffected by gravity. This in turn has an effect on those that witness it, making their own movements feel heavy and sluggish.

  Fifth Form

  Still Sense
  
  While touching the ground or any surface, Akashi concentrates on the vibrations being sent through it and uses this to detect movement around him in a 100ft radius. This also allows him to easily detect and react to incoming attacks, ensuring he can dodge and block more effectively.

  Sixth Form

  Compelling Zone
  
  Akashi begins continuously taking in an extreme amount of air into his lungs, pumping oxygenated blood into the arms and legs. In a heightened state of concentration, he uses his enhanced sensitivity to visualise a 10ft zone around him that marks the range of the technique. Opponents nearby begin to feel a strange pressure almost sucking them towards him, drawing them into the zone. Once something has entered the marked area, Akashi reacts unconsciously and strikes at it with blinding speed before returning to the centre again. This also accounts for enemy strikes, projectiles or any kind of movement. As Akashi is concentrating on maintaining his zone, he looses awareness of the events occuring outside of it.

  Seventh Form

  Form Of The Core
  
  The final form that combines the emphasis on the duality of speed and power Gravity Breathing encapsulates, Akashi takes in a single deep breath and spreads oxygenated blood throughout his body. Enhancing his strength and agility, Akashi's steps and strikes begin to leave an even bigger impact and get faster with each. Rushing an opponent down, a barrage of strikes is delivered with the intent of steadily overwhelming the target. This technique can also be used to chain between multiple targets.

  
  
  Unique Trait:
  Physical Sensitivity
  
  Akashi has a particularly sensitive sense of touch. When he places his hands on things, he is often able to discern information from it; be it the events of a scuffle tracked into the ground, the severity of an internal injury or the emotions of an individual. To an extent, he can also detect vibrations through the air and ground. Using this he can detect hidden or distant movement, use a limited form of echolocation and even attempt to predict a target's next move based on their nerve-stimulation across the body.
  
  The downside to this ability is that Akashi feels physical sensations more intensely, such as pain. As a result, suffering injuries afflicts more shock to his nervous system than most. While Akashi has not completely mastered using his heightened sensitivity, he is learning to control it more through Total Concentration Breathing.
  
• 
  
  
  Backstory:
  Akashi was found one day left by the steps of a shrine in the mountains of Senjo near Yamanashi. An old keeper of the shrine found the child abandoned by whomever had left him there, alone. He was in his infant years and obviously unable to take care of himself. The shrinekeeper decided to take the child in and named him Akashi, for lack of parents to do so. Orphaned and taken in, Akashi grew up to know the shrinekeeper as Todoro Mitsugi. He was a man that was quiet and soft-spoken, but had naturalist perspective of life and the world around him. Everything did its part to allow the world the function; plants offer food and shelter, animals populate nature and help it thrive, nature provides the basis for life. Humans exist to be curious and explore the unknown, and demons exist to push humans to the limits of their capabilities. Everything does its part.
  
  As Akashi got older, he was tutored by Todoro in various studies of writing, arithmetic, history and other practices such as hunting and cooking. They would take hikes across the mountain forests around the shrine, but never after dark. Akashi was fourteen-and-a-half at the time. Living in the mountains away from civilisation left him in physically fit condition, but not particularly practised in social interaction. It was on a hike in the mountain alone that Akashi met a young boy of similar age. He said his name was Yamato, no last name. Apparently he lived nearby in an old house Todoro had said was abandoned for years. They walked together along the trails, on more than one occasion in the end. They spoke about life, good and bad days, of what they wondered living in the nearest village was like. It was over the course of a few months that they got to know each other and became friends. All the while, he neglected to mention it to Todoro.
  
  Of course, until he did.
  
  It was in passing that he mentioned something Yamato that first alerted Todoro to gain interest in the mysterious boy in the forest. When he learned of where the boy lived and more about the conversations, his reaction was one of reluctance, "Everything does its part. The cycle of life must resume."
  
  This confused Akashi, not because Todoro's response had been weird and cryptic, but because he had never seen his mentor like this before. The young orphan had always been curious as to other people's lives given how little contact he had with others, especially of his own age. Yamato provided that kind of interaction he so craved. But if there was one thing he could certainly feel emanating off Todoro, it was subtle murderous intent. Flicking a switch, or entering a more alert and reactive state. This felt like hunting, when you aim up your sights and take the shot at a rabbit. Calm, deliberate, decisive. It didn't seem good considering the context. Todoro left and so too did Akashi shortly after. He needed to warn Yamato.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Akashi had become curious enough to follow Yamato home one time, wondering what where he lived was like. It had indeed been fairly old and decrepit; not somewhere you'd expect a person to actually live. He still remembered the route. Moving quickly, he eventually made it and surprised Yamato. There was a mix of confusion and fear.
  
  "You did WHAT?- The man from the shrine? No, no- I'm supposed to stay away from him. Damn, I..."
  
  "He said the cycle of life must resume or something like that."
  
  "I can't believe this! Did-did he have a... sword of some kind."
  
  A muted pause.
  
  "Perhaps I might have seen a sword, maybe."
  
  Another pause.
  
  "You've brought a damn demon slayer here? Were you followed?!"
  
  "Demon.. I, uh, I don't think so."
  
  "I can't stay here. And YOU-"
  
  Yamato turned to Akashi sharply, pointing a finger with a harsh expression.
  
  "You caused this. I knew better than to trust a human not to destroy everything around it, yet still-"
  
  "Human? Wait..."
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Yamato's teeth began to grind, becoming sharp canines. Fingers grew elongated claws, eyes red as blood, snarling mouths appeared across his arms. He punched Akashi, sending him flying into a wall. Just as he did, Todoro jumped through a window with a long katana drawn. A Nichirin sword, one issued to demon slayers across the region. The battle was vicious but short. A quick exchange of claws on steel, sparks flying in the dark ruinous house. And then finally, a one-armed downward strike, crushing the deadly demon into the ground to death. Akashi saw it all with conflicting fascination and remorse for his friend. Demon or not, they had still spent that time together. Beyond the nature of either boy's species, there had at least been a mutual understanding right until the end.
  
  And yet, as sad as he was for Yamato, Akashi was more curious about Todoro. He didn't hate him for what he did, as it was natural that demons needed to be slain for the safety of anyone's lives. Perhaps had he known, Akashi might have tried to seek companionship elsewhere in lieu of the consequences. The silver lining to the experience is that it only opened up more questions for Todoro surrounding the demon slayers. Before long, Todoro agreed to train Akashi in the ways of the demon slayer. It was to his surprise how quickly Akashi took to it. The style was apparently a unique creation of Todoro and his outlook on life. Gravity Breathing, the way of the natural world.
  
  "Straighten your back. Lower your sword more. Watch your feet."
  
  "Like this?"
  
  Todoro's training was simultaneously intensive yet serene. It was not just movement drills and conditioning. Akashi learnt a variety of material ranging from Total Concentration Breathing to philosophy of demon culture. The most interesting lessons surrounded the anatomy and strategies of the demonkind. Terrible stories of monstrous beings with unearthly powers. And warrior slayers training to combat a violent race dating back through years of lineage. It was all remarkable and did much to sate many of Akashi's curiosities.
  
  Years went by and Akashi had learnt the majority of the available Gravity Breathing forms. Participating in the Final Selection ceremony, the young slayer survived the week of ghoulish scenes and deadly encounters. He went on to accept missions until he finally rose to the rank of Tsuchinoto. Most recently, he had just completed a track and destroy mission when he got the call to go to a shrine that had been recently attacked.
  
  

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[FiveElemental]

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• BASIC INFORMATION
• SKILLS
• History

• 
  
  NAME:
  Korin Kitsuragi
  
  AGE:
  23
  
  GENDER:
  Male
  
  HEIGHT:
  6'0"
  
  DEMON SLAYER CORPS RANK:
  Mizunoe
  
  DETECTIVE RANK:
  Lieutenant
  
  PERSONALITY
  Korin is a reserved, straight-laced, by-the-books man, who is calm, laconic, selfless. He also has a witty and dry sense of humor that emerges at unexpected times. He often taps his foot and writing in his notebook, which he uses for detective work. He permits himself exactly one cigarette a day, usually at night when he goes over his notes. He says it's a habit he wants to quit however, It is implied that he smokes in order to look cool. Despite the collected facade he projects himself to be, his quiet, yet fiery determination for the truth moves him forward.
  
  NICHIRIN BLADE:
  Korin wields two blade with a purple tint to it, one length of the sword is shorter than most conventional Demon Slayer Corps blades (0.4m), allowing Korin a to conceal his weapon, effectively as he does not require it often, but when he does, the size doesn't matter to cut a demon's head clean off.. The other, he wields when he's off-duty. A longer, simple katana which he cannot conceal very well, he keeps both contained in a suitcase of kendo equipment.
  
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• 
  Breathing Style:
  Mind Breathing
  
  "The Truth is hypocritical, contridictary, confusing, and inconvinient, but The Truth nonetheless, and The Truth shall support humanities direction towards the future. To liberate, to comprehend, to understand." -Segment from Korin's Thesis on Truth.
  
  The Mind Breathing Style derives from both the Flame, as the mind is the temple of pure emotion. And Water, where the mind shall adapt to the situation in front of you. Finding it's foundation in two breath styles, which is extremly contridictory in nature, as both elements reacts to each other, but cannot be brought together. That contridictioon is where it finds it's power. As seeing contridictions is the only way of finding The Truth.
  

  First Form

  COMPREHENSIVE ANALYSIS
  
  "To understand why, is the first step in the search for the Truth. The second step is to understand who. There's always a why in a investigation, but almost never a who." Korin's Thesis on Truth
  Paying extra attention to the movements of his opponent, Korin can accurately understand the methodology and motives of his opponent, using body language, speech patterns, and an uncanny insight, he is able to understand many things about his opponent. Their strengths and their weaknesses, both mental and physical. Exploiting them to the fullest. He mainly uses this mindset to continue his studies in the Breathing Arts

  Second Form

  INLAND EMPIRE
  
  "Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world." ― Author Unknown
  Utilizing Total Concentration Breathing, to the fullest, he is able to expand his imagination beyond the pale, allowing him to use his imagination as a medium for his emotions, allowing his knowledge, muscle memory, instinct, reaction speed, insight, critical thinking, logic, visual calculus, perception, and willpower to multiply ten fold, overclocking his 'sixth' sense.

  Third Form

  CONTRADICTORY TESTIMONY
  
  "All War is Based on Deception" ― Sun Tsu
  The only combat form, this form utilizes simple and straightforward attacks, however, the attacks are extremely interchangeable, in an instant he can change the momentum and direction his blade was going. A simple upward slash can shift into a quick decapitation. A water surface slash suddenly changing into Rising Scorching Sun
  

  Fourth Form

  ZONE OF TRUTH
  
  "Nothing gets out of my sight,
  

  Fifth Form

  ESPIRIT DE CORPS
  
  "In union there is strength."― Aesop
  This form is the culmination of connection, and trust on the job. Taking a relaxed position, anyone who Korin trusts immediately understands what's going on. Creating an beyond natural connection, a spirit of sorts, with his team members, syncing teamwork, coordination, and trust between his fellow comrades beyond all comprehension.

  Sixth Form

  MOTHER OF LEARNING
  
  "Repetition is the mother of learning, the father of action, which makes it the architect of accomplishment." ― Author Unknown
  This final form that combines the emphasis on the duality of emotion and adaptation, and learning that Mind Breathing is cited for, Korin takes a deep breath and holds it in, pumping oxygenated blood straight into his mind. Enhancing his thought process to the point of stopping the flow of time. Korin's cannot move while he's under this effect, but can accurately calculate exactly how much effort is required to defeat every single enemy in his way, and who to rely on. Under this condition, he can shift the breathing style utilized in an instant. However, after the effect and rush of a battle wears off, a terrible headache will set in, and won't be able to utilize this form for three days.

  
  
  Flame Breathing
  "Life is a series of decisions. You never have unlimited options or unlimited time to think, but what you choose in that instant defines who you are." - Kyojuro Rengoku
  Deriving from unknown origins, most beeive the Flame Breathing Style is a style which focuses on power which can burn away your enemies. However, from intensive observation and studying of Kyojuro Rengoku, which Korin considered a friend. He had learned the true origins of where it draws it's power from. Memories. Memories which he burned away, only to be left with pure emotion. Using this knowledge, he was sucessful in learning one form in Flame Breathing.
  

  Second Form

  RISING SCORCHING SUN
  The user releases an arching sword slash upwards, drawing upon the rising emotional turmoil during a battle to scorch your enemies. If done properly, you may actually leave a burnmark your enemies.

  
  
  Water Breathing
  Some may undermine the power of Water, as it is usually perceived as a life giver... those people have not experienced how terrifying Water is. From intensive theory crafting, Korin was able to come to the conclusion that the Water Breathing Style, famous for it's "ease of learning" and being one of the most common Breathing Styles utilized, is perhaps misinterpreted slightly. For this Breathing style is one of the Hardest to master. Where you must fight against a raging waterfall, to truly fly free. To enter the pool, you just have to get used to the cold, but to truly understand Water Breathing, you must have absolute control.
  

  First Form

  WATER SURFACE SLASH
  
  The user generates enough momentum to create a powerful single concentrated slash, drawing upon your control in your movement as a means to put enough force into the strike.

  
  
  Unique Trait:
  Keen Mind
  Korin has a mind that can track time, direction, locations, facts, and details with uncanny precision, and recall them at any time he pleases, prompted or unprompted, using this skill, he has studied many subjects and comprehended a multitude of breathing techniques on a fundamental level.
  
  Detective
  Korin has developed his skills to perfect his investigation ability, and has the legal authority to back it up. As he has graduated the top of his class recently, he has the authority to make legal arrests supported by the government.
  
  Kakushi Stealth
  Learning from the best the Demon Slaying Corps has regarding to Stealth, he can conceal his presence in many conventional and unconventional ways.
  
• 
  Backstory:
  Born to a family living in the city, he saw both the prosperity and impoverishment the city contained. He saw the many promises the city brought, and the false hope it crushed, but despite it, he grew up happy. That was until his family was murdered in cold blood, and Korin was sentenced to life in prison for the murder of his parents. There were many contridictory evidence supporting that he was not the culprit but, he was given no regard. However, his the charges were dropped when he was retried at the age of 13, due to reformed juvenile laws. He was finally found not guilty after spending two years in a cell. However, he had suffered. This motivated him to bring change to the world, one step at a time. He simply could not accept things the way it is. He began studying law, and wished to apply it on the front lines, learning how to work with people, to find the truth. Eventually becoming a Homocide Investigator. However, it wasn't enough, as his formal education could only take him so close to the True culprits of many of the murders. He eventually discovered a man wearing full black cleaning up a recent crime scene. This is where he learned about the Demon Slaying, a paramilitary organization hellbent on destroying what was considered a rumored cannibalism cult. Was apparently "Demons". He quickly communicated this information but was dismissed immediately, by his higher ups, however. He said something very vital to his personal investigation. "If you want the truth, look for a man with a tengu mask." He took a vacation, on the hunt for a man with a tengu mask. Eventually leading him to find Sakonji Urokodaki, eho was impressed by his uncanny investigation and tracking skills who, and as a reward, told him everything he wanted, and more. Korin was given two options, either to leave here about and move on with your life, knowing that people are constantly being killed from demon's which legal justice cannot reach, or training under him and learning the way of the blade, and Korin chose to stay.
  He learned many things from the Water Breathing Cultivator, but he could simply not master Water Breathing, only being able to fully utilize one form. But, his master refused to give up on him, and sent him off to learn another Breathing Technique which he believed would suit him more, under the Flame Breathing Cultivators, the Rengoku clan, and learned from the most powerful Demon Slayer, the Flame Hashira. Yet, despite that, he could only utilize only one form from the Flame Breathing Style, however, thanks to his formal education, he was able to comprehend something where many have failed. He was able to understand where both Breaths draws power from. Utilizing the knowledge he received from masters, and his desire for the Truth, he created a Breathing Technique which focused on strengthening things the Slayers were lacking in. The Mind Palace.
  Recently, he had received the news that Rengoku was killed in battle. Fighting Upper Rank Three. He wrapped up his latest investigation, and headed straight off towards a hunch has, and he was correct, many promising Demon Slayers are being invited to train under powerful Demon Slayers, to replace and increase the power of the Demon Slaying Corp. As he was approaching the Demon Slaying Headquarters, he was tasked with scouting out and locating the Demons responsible for the recently attacked Shinto Temple.
  
  

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[Orikanyo]

Name: Watanabe Jin
"Ah? Yea whatchyea need? Your looking at me like you want something."
Age: 18

Gender: Male "You takin the piss?"

Height: 5' 8"

Breathing style: Breath of Thunder (Forms known: NOT TESTED)

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Mizunoto

Unique Trait: Being remarkably lazy.

Appearance:

He could not look like more of a homeless person if he tried. His clothes are ratty and torn in places, the occasional stain bleeds through and he often smells like tobacco. At a glance, its in truth hard to see how he so much as became a demon slayer, his slouching posture indicative of someone always looking for a quick buck or just a general lay about. A man to be ignored and disregarded, no doubt...

But that stance he takes when trouble is about to hit, that faint hint of underlying strength in his movements, the faintest scent of blood...

Could he really be just a lazy degenerate?

Yes, he could.

Backstory: "What do yea even wana know? that i'm some secret prince of darkness? Maybe i'm just a super strong master slayer or swordsman pretending to be lazy. Niether, i grew up poor, am poor now, and now I want to work as little as possible and get as MUCH money possible for it. I'd draw niche art but I'm shit at drawing and the people who ask for certain things are freaks. But oh no, gotta keep up some job and daddy didn't raise no slacker.

Slacker my ass the guy ups and leaves for this ratty club of idiots and then comes back the moment i'm old enough to break my back slaving away in "Training? Shit, no hi, sorry for not attending your mother's funeral, just "Get up, get out and learn to wield a sword you runt." tsk... Yea, there, you now know the story of WHY i'm here, raking in a salary for doing my job on occasion... ...Yea, I DO my damn job. What do you mean you've never seen me do it? As if you're watching me every second, damn ingrate, who gave you cause to talk shit, i'll have YOu know I aced that damn test, yea, the one to BECOME a slayer shithead. THATS what a supposed "Prodigy" does, not that you would know.

Yea thats right, walk off, run away. Unlike you lot I do shit and live beyond training all the time like an idiot. Tsk.. whatever..."

 

[Kameron Esters-]

Character Sheet

Name: Kumo

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Height: 5'8

Breathing Style: Stone Breathing

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Mizunoto

Unique Trait: Enhanced Equilibrium - Kumo has both extremely well developed sense of balance, the positioning of limbs and the center of balance as well as the physical condition to use these facts. This combination makes him almost impossible to being knocked down/imbalanced, falling down and able to recover from momentary imbalances near instantly.

Kumo automatically achieves a state of perfect equilibrium in any position imaginable. He is able to adjust their position by instinct, which enables him to perfectly balance themselves on any object, no matter how small, narrow or unstable it may be.

Appearance: is never seen without a mask over his face, leaving only his eyes visible. The most can be seen are his one blue eye and his grey left eye. He wears red and gold samurai armor as protection against any opponents he face

Spoiler: Armor

Spoiler: "Face"

Backstory: Was born in the Gravelands. A desolate region where power is worshiped and death is a certainty. No law, no hope, just violence. His parentage is unknown as he was found he was brought into the Karito, a school dedicated to the art of assassination. The Grandmaster named him 'umo' for his abnormal climbing prowess since he was a baby. Since then, he's been raised and trained by the school in the ways of an assassin, scythe and sickle wielding, and chained weaponry. In time, he and a few others had taken the lives of many at the behest of their contractors with no questions asked. At some point later, he began to notice a change in the Grandmaster. They began assassinating the innocent and taking the spoils of their kills with them. He was confused at first until he figured out why: Demon-turned "nobles" have taken control and have brgun establishing their own order. Seeking to expand into other regions, they've hired the Karito Clan to annihilate ruling powers of any region the nobles pointed them at. From there, the nobles plunder and seize the regions and giving the Karito Clan new students of which to train under. With things taking a darker turn than it already has, Kumo left in secret during an assassination attempt, abandoning the clan and fleeing away to where he would find and enlist into the Demon Slayer Corp.

 

[PurpleTrees]

Name: Kamori Atsuyobi

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Height: 5’1

Breathing Style: Insect Breathing

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Tsuchinoto

Unique Trait: Lightweight: Kamori’s metabolism makes it hard for her to gain weight. As a result she’s very frail and cannot sever a demons head, but uses her lighter body as an advantage in combat.

Appearance:


Backstory: Kamori was born into hardship, living in the cold mountains with only her poor, sick mother who she had to care for. This combined her seeming inability to gain any weight made it hard for Kamori to survive. Due to caring for her ill mother, Kamori had to learn a lot about medicine and medical procedures. She also taught herself how to cook and wash her own clothes. From a young age she was very independent. Eventually, her mother did pass, and Kamori decided there was nothing left for her on that mountain. So she trecked night and day until she made it to a small village. She stayed there for about a week before it was attacked by demons and she was forced to flee. Finding a small seemingly abandoned cottage in the forest, she treated her wounds and slept there for the night. Little did she know it was actually inhabited by someone, a woman who was a former high ranking demon slayer. After explaining her story, the woman offered to reach Kamori the art of Insect Breathing and to sign her up for the Final Selection once her training was complete. Kamori agreed, mainly because she’d get a place to stay. Overtime Kamori mastered her training and completed the Final Selection, after which she returned home to find her teacher had fled. She left her a note saying “I’m happy for you Atsuyobi. Do not come looking for me, I’ve fled to a place very far. It’s for your own safety.”. She was confused. For her own safety? What does she mean by that? Nevertheless, Kamori obeyed the wishes of her mentor, and made herself a promise to become the best slayer she could to honor her mentor, no matter where she is in the world.

 

[Blitzkrieg Bob]

Character Sheet

Name: Daisuke Minamoto

Age: 16

Gender: M

Height: 1.60m

Breathing Style: Storm breathing (at this point Daisuke only fully dominates the 1st, 2nd and 4th forms, and is partially able of performing the 5th form).

Spoiler

First form: Dragon footsteps ascending to a storm heaven: the user advances at an amazing speed that it is difficult to follow the user with the sight, the user might even ‘dissapear’ from the observer’s sight. Unlike thunderclap and flash, the user is not followed by a lightning. After the technique finishes, it might leave static electricity on the ground or even burnt marks on the start point of the user (the technique receives its name from that last detail).

Second form: Dragon claw tearing a storm heaven: the user concentrates electricity in his/her sword, that electricity allows to cut some extra inches, meaning the sword can cut even if the target is not touched by its physical edge. It cuts or even leave burnts on the target.

Third form: Dragon scales smashing one storm heaven: the user concentrates a degree electricity on his/her own body, that are released as an electrical discharge to something making contact with the user’s body, alternatively, it can magnetize the enemy weapons that touches the user’s body to repel them (like magnets with same polarities). Note: it only works with targets that are significantly weaker than the user.

Fourth form: Dragon teeth devouring a storm heaven: the user dashes forward and jumps to fall over the target aiming to perform a slash, as it advances it accumulates electricity in his/her sword until it is discharged on the target as a lightning. The attacks cut and burns the target. Note: the electricity can’t be concentrated for long, so if the target manages to evade enough time the user has to release the electricity anyway, wasting the accumulated energy.

Fifth form: A dragon fighting over ten storm heavens: the user dashes toward the targets, he/she slashes several targets in an instant. In theory, it is posible to attack 10 targets in a blink.

Sixth form: ten dragons fighting over one storm heaven: the user dashes toward the target with the speed of lightning footsteps and does several sword movements in a single attack that lasts an instant and ends with the user passing by the side of the target, it aims to overwhelm the target's defense and deal a massive damage, in theory is possible to achieve 10 slashes in a blink.

Seventh form: Dragon breath burning a storm heaven: the user dashes forward aiming to stab the target with a blow that concentrates his/her strength, the energy discharged creates a lightning from the ground that elevates to the sky and deal a massive damage to the target. Note: if the attack is evaded or the target survives, the user is left without defense for a few seconds and with the stamina severely drained if not some burnts.

Eight (prohibited) form: Dragon’s last breath incinerating a storm heaven: unlike all the others techniques this starts with the sword unfolded and held at the height of the user who dashes forward aiming to stab the target with a blow that concentrates his/her whole strength, the energy discharged creates a lightning column from the ground that elevates to the sky and disintegrates the target, the energy is so intense that it only dissipates in the sky itself seeming like the sky is burning. Note: as it starts with the unfolded sword is easy to predict this attack, besides, even if the attacks succeed, the lightning created will destroy the user as well as the target (suicide technique).

Rank in the Demon Slayer Corps: Tsuchinoto

Unique Trait: Due to the asthma he inherited from his mother, Daisuke is less stronger than other slayers, therefore he depends more on skill, precision and surprise. Though, if necessary he can take a pill given by the medical corp to mantain his stamina, at the cost of a harsh whiplash effect.

He's ambidextrous.

Appearance:

Backstory:

Daisuke is a demon slayer and member of the main family of the Minamoto Clan, a strict and distinguished clan that is dedicated to fight demons and even provided a few hashiras in the past for the demon slayer corp.

Daisuke is the second son of the late Minamoto Clan leader, and since childhood, like the other children of the clan, he trained to become a demon slayer, however his skills were not bad they were notoriously below of what his family expected of him, as demonstrated, for example, every time he was defeated him during their sparring.

Due to the absence of his mother, who died when he was a baby, he was quite close to his older sister, at least in those days of childhood, it did not bother him to always be in her shadow, but over time Daisuke began to uncomfortable with the constant comparisons and her sister being considered a 'genius' while he was considered 'the weak link of the chain'. After the death of his father, his grandfather took over the leadership of the clan, he was sent to Northern regions, a place called the 'frozen grinder', the destination for clan members who didn't show much talent to fight demons or those who were uncomfortable to have nearby, and therefore were used as cannon fodder. There, he learned a metodical and ruthless tactics ways of fighting demons with slayers that had to fight demons who clearly outmatched them.

In that rugged and harsh land where there are as many demons as rats, he found some others like him who were put apart by the clan and he accepted his fate as a mere subordinate who'll expend the rest of his life fighting demons of the region. After some years there, it seemed his spirit finally broken and his personality got embittered. He became a slayer that fulfilled his duties, not because protecting others, defending his pride as warrior, or searching redemption, but simply because it was his duty and if a civilian crossed in his way to fulfill his duty, he was as much as an enemy as a demon itself, and sincerely he believes some humans are worse than demons.

However, last year he was ordered to return to the capital and take regular missions against demons, a change in luck that he received unenthusiastically, because as usually with the Minamoto, there is something bigger behind that sudden change.