age: 16-19 (your able to choose my age if you want)
Height: 5'9
appearance: (cover photo for story)
outfit: grey army boots, black thin leggings(almost see threw), light grey high waist skirt (short-ish), white blouse and light grey tie.
species: neko (black ears and tail)
weapon: double dark purple bladed black handled scythe, black smoke coming from the two blades and a light grey ribbon with black jingly bells that could be heard from anywhere (able to turn to smoke to hide easily)
bio: i was young when people came to my village, killing all but the young men, women and children. I was ripped from my mothers hands, both of us separated and taken to different rooms. They said they were going to teach me manners, how to behave to my masters, i didnt know what it meant till he started to touch me. After a while of struggling and screaming i was tied up and gagged, raped and left there in my own filth. Years had passed and i was on my own. I had many masters but i killed them all, each time more gruesome than the last. They finally tried to kill me but i escaped, running. This was all at the age of 12 to 14. At 15, almost 16, i had been hired to kill a beast too close to a rich man's home, he payed me a lot and i was more than happy to do it. At that point in my life i was always happy, a mess and strong, most spread rumors of me selling my soul or making a deal with the devil, none of it was true, i just had it rough but seemed like my life was fine. A cursed mask with the same bloody smile painted on, never able to take it off unless alone.
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