Introductions are not for the weak, apparently.
I may be one of the most feared creatures on the world, but technically it's not my fault. You don't believe me, do you? *sigh*. Well, what was I supposed to expect, you immediately forgiving me and treating me like a human?
You're probably confused. Like, "Is this some type of monster I should be running from? Should I hide? Should I fight it!?" The answer would be kinda, not really, no, and please don't. I would rather not have accidntal murder of an innocent added to the reasons I might be executed.
The reason for my impending execution is because of my terrible heritage. You see, I'm a demonic hybrid. Born of a human woman, carrying the DNA of a demon father. But not just any demon, because that's too easy. I'm the bastard child of the one and only, asshole king of hell, Satan the dip shit in all of his cockwaffle glory. If you couldn't tell, I hate him.
Now Satan doesn't know how to take a hint, and apparently I'm one of his biggest projects. *snort*. Let's just say I have a lot of potential, but according to him I'm putting it into all of the wrong places, such as being a good person and working on developing my personal talents. So scandalous.
My employers think I shouldn't exist, that I'm an abomination too dirty to even breath, and I should just die. To be completely honest, I agree full heartedly. But my body has this shitty habit of healing quickly. Don't tell my little brothers I said that, or they'll give me that aggravating pitying glance and search for my extra knives again. I mean seriously, just put me out of my misery.
Do I want to die? Not really. I'd just rather be floating in an abyss than staying in this asswad of fate I've been given.
I guess I can't really complain. I've got two amazing younger brothers who care for me, a few friends, both demon and human, that don't care what I am and what I've done. I'm kinda talented, and I've got a knack for learning trades. Other than that I'm kinda lost.
It wasn't always like this. I used to live with my adopted father and my little brothers at a monastery. I guess that's where author-chan thinks is a perfect place to start my story, so I guess I've got to wrap this up.
My name is Kimi Okumera. I'm training to become an exorcist, and to kick Satan's ass along with the collective asses of my older brothers and their annoying offspring. I'm the unwilling princess of hell, and one of the few inheritances of the blue flames.
AN: I usually don't cuss so much cursing in my writing, I swear. I just felt with this OC's backstory and personality, that she should be allowed to cuss throughout the story. Plus, I think cockwaffle is too hilarious to not put into something. Don't like cussing, don't read. If you have any questions about Kimi, please ask!
Funny story, this is actually my 15th attempt at writing this story, so please be prepared for the next chapter taking a while to be posted! I finally found a spot I'm satisfied with starting the story with, and will probably just make a stew out of all of my past stories!