800 years ago.. My older brother, Asura, was defeated by the great Shinigami. After he tore off my brothers skin and bagged him in it he turned towards me. Terrified I tried to fight, in the end, I was cursed with almost immortality. Meaning I would live forever, but I can die and feel pain, my body is transformed back into a child's and I start over again... Now, 800 years to the present, I'm still hated, and the only one who cares about me in the slightest is the man who became a father to me. Dr. Franken Stien, a scientist and teacher of my hell, the DWMA...

Hi, I'm Saphyrah, a Kishin, my brother well.. You get the picture.. Anyway it's been 18 years since Stien took me in and he still pressuring me into joining the rotten school of his. like I'm gonna do that.. I guess you could also call me a bit of a lab rat, after all it is Stien we're talking about.. Well let's continue with my story.

I woke up to the sound of a crash and my father yelling,

"damn it! Why does it still feel wrong?" I sigh, good old Stien, still trying to figure out that its not him that's making the chair fall over, it's the ledge he's making the chair go over.

"daaaaad... It's 5:00 in the morning... What are you doing?" I groaned realizing what a stupid question I just said.."nevermind.. I just figured it out.."

"yeah, and it's being your adopted daughter to work day! So get ready!" what a lie that was. All he was trying to do was pressure me into the damn school again.

"how many times do I have to tell you?! No! I'm not going to that damn DWMA!"

"no choice this time," I hear footsteps comment up to my room, I panicked opening the window and looks down. I felt nauseous seeing that my room what's so far up, mowed me what to throw up. But I swallowed my fears and set self to jump. I was way too late as Stien grabbed my arm and dragged me down stairs.

" at least have something to eat before we go" I looked at the food with caution, knowing that if I wasn't careful, I could easily eat a sleeping medicine with out knowing. I looked up at Stien with and expression of ' really?' On my face. "Dad..."

Stien sighed,"it's not poisoned or has any sort of drug in it"

" dad..." I raised my eyebrows, I wasn't going to believe him that easily.

" fine then, don't eat.. I'll eat it instead" he grabbed a biscuit and took a bite. Right when he swallowed his eyes rolled up to his head and he fell onto the floor.

"I knew it.." I looked at him.. Then I thought about every time he's tried to get me to join the DWMA. Too many on count on all my fingers and toes. I remembered so e f the ways he tried to get me to go. when he tried to tell me we were going on a vacation to a place where I could learn how to fight better, another was when he said he found a new job and he wanted me to see what it was like, Stien was really determined to get me into that school. I thought,' maybe it isn't all that bad of a place... And I guess I need more training and learn about how to use my weapons' I smiled finally giving in,

" alright, if you want me to join.. I'll guess it's time I finally joined the DWMA.."