Tiger stripes stained his skin.

A wry smile coursed along his features.

His hand became a fist.

He roared,

Fangs gleaming.

Muscles tense with anger and rage,

He leaps,

Tattoo standing out on his pale, striped skin.

Years of anger flood out.

Years of emotions,

Rage,

Hate,

Disgust.

He leaps,

Claws tearing at the air.

He is a cursed soul.

He is Mizuki.