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Name: Anatolia Wendigo Age: 19 Alias(Nickname): N/A Gender: Male Eyes: A deep purple that can change to a glowing crimson when he 'feeds'. Body: He has a very athletic, toned figure, with healthy, pale skin. He's not necessarily muscular, but he is toned and supremely physically fit. Hair: A silvery, snow-white, when swooshing in the wind it looks like a cascade of fresh snow. Height: 5'9'' Personality: He has a significantly shy personality, but also very caring. He is very reserved, very inert, very introverted. He doesn't like unnecessary contact, and he doesn't speak either, except when saying his name, and when it is absolutely n

“Is it really necessary for me to go to this school?” I asked with a blank tone. The man, tall, thin, with bleached hair, icy eyes, and pale skin smiled as if he was trying to hold back a lau-gh. “Oh, yes my boy. It really is. This should be a nice change of pace for you! Since birth, you’ve been trained and trained and trained on how to fight and deal with people with more radi-cal methods. Well, now you get to fight with less radical methods! Isn’t that great?!” he said che-erily. I sighed and closed my eyes. “Irrelevant. Why are you sending me there?” I asked. “Because that’s w

“Xing! Wake up! Something’s wrong!” he exclaimed. I was startled for a second, but qui-ckly stood up. “What? What do you mean?” I stammered. “As in, something is wrong! The servants are all running around, grabbing supplies and loading it onto carriages in front of the stables, and Shu is nowhere to be found!” he exclaimed, and just then, the doors opened and Zhenhe walked in. “Xing! Li! Hurry and gather your things, but only take a few things! We are leaving.” she told us. My eyes widened. “What do you mean? Why are we leaving?” I asked. “There was an attack on a vi

There was screaming outside. I could hear the sounds of metal clashing. Spears, swords, javelins, axes, everything. I could hear the bashing of shields and the shouts of people ordering soldiers around. I could hear the sounds of doors crashing down from soldiers kicking them dow-n, and then the screams of women and children following soon after. I could hear fires raging ou-tside. There were explosions as well, whether it be balls of fire crashing down, or the sounds of explosives. If I glanced through the window, I could see an arrow occasionally whizzing by, foll-owed by a low thump with someone screaming afterwards. “Don’t wo

Name: Shinku Chishio Alias/Nickname: N/A Age: 17 Height: 5'10'' Weight: 135 lbs Eyes: A dark-green or emerald-green, depending on whether or not he's acting as a Soul Reaper. Hair: A jet-black that is swept to the side in a wind-blown fashion, with a few strands dangling in his face. Body: A very athletic and robust physique, with not necessarily ripped muscles, but very toned and visible. His facial features are chiseled, his legs are made for running, and his hands are firm and slender, made for gripping a blade. Clothes: He wears a simple blue, button-up shirt with black pants over a white t-shirt, but wears his hakama and kosode a