Past Time
Dakuenjeru
I was eight when the half dog demon attacked. She was different, strangely powerful, though she couldn't have been any older than me. She killed a lot of my tribe. When I heard the screams, mother led me out to the woods while father went to see what was happening. I climbed the Great Cherry Tree, and hid. Mother went back to find Father, but she never came back. Sesasha. That was the half demon's name.
Ever since that day, when I went back to the village to find most of my tribe dead or wounded, I have sworn vengeance. I will hunt Sesasha in the night until I find her, and destroy her. This, I swear.
I'm Dakuenjeru Kira. I'm a wolf demon. I'm fifteen and five foot seven inches tall. I have short, boy like, black hair, with bangs that fall across my left eye, bright, golden-brown, Scorpio shaped eyes, pointed black ears sticking up from under my hair, sharp, wolf teeth, and dark, oak colored skin. I have a black, crescent moon marking on my forehead. I was born with the mark, but no one could ever explain it. I have strange tattoos of black, swirling patterns, surrounding a pair of black, feathered, wings on my right hand. I cover them with a black glove. No one can explain them, either. I always wear black boots, camouflage capris, a black muscle shirt, and over all of it, a black hooded cape, to hide my face further. I made holes for my ears to poke out the top.
I was born on October thirty-first. My sign is Scorpio, so my eyes and all the black fit, and my element is water. I have no siblings, so I'm alone in this world. The Feudal Era can be a harsh place, and I have no one left, so I forge my own path, and only walk in the night, under cover. This is the story of how I found myself, a family, and someone to love, and love me. This is how someone broke through the barrier I put around myself.