Keiji Inugami -  Akuma no ryōken- Heruhaundo

 

Age:23

Species: Human?

Gender:Male

Relationship Status: Single

Romantic Interest: Pansexual

Alignment: Good/ Chaotic

Location: Hokaido

Former Home: New Jersey

 

Employment: Otaku Zaibatzu

 

History

Keiji has lived with his father ever since his mother passed away, he had been through many troubles that had led him being isolated from the world. His mother passed away from natural causes, but that didn't stop Keiji from feeling like it was his fault. One day in high school he went up to the roof side to have alone time taking his shoes off and putting his glasses aside. To him, he had no meaning in life, so he jumped...but death wouldn't take him. The next day he would be in his own room laying in bed wondering how he got there. After that he decided to take in a new light and decided to change. He would start to open up to people he didn't know and try to get along with them and their differences. He went to college and got himself a job working as a clerk for a manga store. 

When he is free he usually goes to a mall to observe new electronics and foods. He admires devices like phones, tvs and cameras. The college that he is applied to involves electronics and technology. You could probably say that Keiji is a total geek. At the mention of electronics he would go in a full sprint and explain how it operates and what you should get. He has a one track mind but also a kind soul.

 

Keido

Things were going well for Keiji, or so it seemed, you see there is so much he could take, the thoughts of returning to that dark part in his memories of trying to remember what happened that day in high school makes him go in a deep state of sleep letting 'Keido' out of his cage. Keido is Keiji's dark personality that influences him into doing menacing things, to destroying property, hurting people or worse. When Keido is done Keiji has no recollection of what happens and becomes in a heat of panic standing in the center of his work. He would believe that someone has killed them or they died from natural causes and call the cops. No one has caught him in the act for Keido makes sure that he cleans up his 'mess' when he is finished.

 

 

Learning the truth/ The Shōkan

One night Keiji was taken by a man known as Dierick Clouse, surprised by the man  who had came all the way from the United States just to meet him in Hokkaido. He took him to a limo and began to talk about the Akuma no Ryoken. Then Dierick told Keiji something that he would never believe; Keiji Inugami was the Akuma no Ryoken. Those words haunted Keiji, he lashed out at Dierick telling him that he was lying. But Dierick did not back down, for he pulled out a shuriken and told Keiji to take it.

Keiji hesitated before finally taking the shuriken between his fingers and soon gasped when memories began to overflow in his mind. He remembered this shuriken, he remembered  this shuriken, he remember this shuriken pinning a mobster to the ground while a sword in hand he slit the man's throat in cold blood.  From the sudden realization Keiji dropped the shuriken as tears began to overflow covering his face.     He knew that his life will never be the same, and wanted to turn himself in to the police. But Dierick decided against it and offered another way.

With Dierick's gudiance Keiji went to a location where he would be able to tame the monster inside of him and began to work as a vigilante and taking a new mask and gave himself a name: Shōkan.

Personality

Keiji is kind, considerate, and gullible at times while keeping a smile on his face. When he is in college he mostly acts sophisticated and forgets about his surroundings. He is shy around others; mostly around girls. He keeps some people that he feels suspicious away from him in any chance he can get. He doesn't want to get too close fearing that one day he might lose them or get pushed aside.

Appearance

Height- 5'8"

Eye color: Brown (left eye)  green/brown (right eye)

Weight: 140

Hair Color: Black

Face Claim: Xiah Junsu

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Mask of the Killer

 

Inventory

 

Kenshi- The sword that the Akuma no Ryoken's favorite blade when ever he goes out and kills. He sees it as pleasure to cut down those who he finds guilty.

 

Twin Blades- Hand crafted, used whenever he goes to kill multiple people, made sure to cut through bone and flesh. even able to cut through metal.

 

Shuriken- custom made to always land its mark with a sensor that will turn around if necessary to hit from behind.

 

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Character Species

Human


Character Gender

Male


Character Likes

Cats, dogs, anime, making friends, college, working as a store clerk,


Character Dislikes

Situations that seem stressful, when there isn't anything in the fridge (The horror!!!)


Character Inventory

Keiji- Books, pencils, pens, a bookbag Keido- Knifes, shuriken, kunais, a pistol


Character Abilites

Split-personality acrobatics keen-intellect


Writer's Writing Style (OOC)

No-Preference


Writer's Favored Genres (OOC)

Fantasy, Romance, Violence, Realistic, Anime, Rated R, 18+, Gore, Comedy, Action


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  • (Hi thanks so much for accepting me! I'm just now making it back to this website and I'd love to start up some threads. Would you like to plot something up sometime?)

  • Seiveril knew he wasn't wrong about humanity. But he makes no other statement about it. Simply letting Keiji confirm things in his own words. Though he wouldn't go as far as calling humanity unique. To the basilisk, they still lacked many things. None of which he lists. This is not something they were discussing and by the looks of it, that discussion is over. Moving back to what they were really talking about. With the minor bump in the conversation about how Keji had little to no time to enjoy himself, in the sexual sense.

    "If you ask me. There is this, someone, that hopes to tame a beast. Thinking that the only way to see this through is to dominate with sexual contact. Perhaps this might work for you." He mentions. But he wasn't suggesting that he be this someone for the mortal, no. In some sense, the basilisk knows this situation all too well. Be it personal experience or by someone else he's crossed. It isn't clear. Where he stands in that is unclear.

    There he went again, blushing. More so in the end as he suggest they try to what, have sex? Or was offering to perform the matter without much else. "How is it you want me to devour you mortal? In what sense? Clearly you are itching for something, but you aren't being clear with your honesty."

  • Not so much sounding like an enigma, but a thorn. With the subject set aside, Seiveril turns. Only needing to do so at the hips, his tail not so much. "Humans will always be strange in my eyes." And he meant this. Never had he met a race so arrogant, they didn't want to look upon their flaws and mistakes. At constant war with their own, unable to truly live in unity. As he does with his own kin. He shrugs the thought, and not wanting to really understand them. But it seems that a percentage of them were a bit more reason and understanding.

    "Why is it you have not been able to? Lack of confidence? Bashful?" Seiveril could keep listing things, but it was probably due to something else, that Keiji found it hard to communicate his problems or anything, with anyone. Both the basilisk's brows lift at what the man has to say next. Lecturing him was he. Seiveril doesn't stop Keiji from unintionally trying to teach him about the sense of life. To better interact than remaining recluse. But wasn't that the nature of such creatures. What was there that he could say, if not contradict the man and his attempts. Cautions is what they covet and nothing could change that. It could only be worked with. Find acceptance and trust.

    With the subject of their conversation changing gradually, the basilisk is left wondering. Was Keiji working his way. Building the courage to actually venture into such a subject. And if he was, would he like what he finds. "I was not speaking in a literal sense, no. For instance, say that in the distance you hear music. Whatever kind it might be, the body finds itself moving to its beat, yes? Depending on the intention of said dance there is a defining underlay. Intention.

    With this intention, defines body language. Is it to charm or to impress. So many possibilities. You might not sing, or dance, but the thought could have been planted. Be it anyone in my court, you feel the need to advance." He isn't sure if what he is saying is getting through, but hopefully he understood some of it. "But if you want to know what type of body language I am personally attracted to.." Pausing on purpose, he lowers his tone, sultry even. "..a writhing body." It was honest and Keiji had asked to know what kind.

  • "Well then. If he's watches us now, then I hope he's had a good laugh so far. Shame he can't show his face and greet properly. Then again, what can you expect?" Seiveril shrugs his shoulders. He couldn't expect much, hardly ever does. What little Seiveril does is not on this matter, but something else entirely. Returning his attention over to Keiji as he starts again. To which the basilisk quirks a brow at. His words keeping the basilisk silent.

    "What, your world has restrictions?" By the question alone said plenty about the basilisk, if not the entirety of seventh underworld. Gender didn't matter here, unless it was for reproduction. When it came down to carnal desire, there was nothing that could say males should be with males. Or females be with females. Even the specie could be different for all they cared, so long as they sated their desire. "Happy? Now why should your honesty be amusing? Bitter then if you were lying.

    Attention drawn again when he begins speaking of the myths. So, it was no different back on earth as it is here. Figures, he thought. Turning to look at nothing in particular. Outlining the figure of the wall, gaze piercing the darkness that veiled it. As he straightened his back, protruding spikes that lined his spine shift. Skin hugging each one looking like it hurt. Because this is how the skin should be as it wraps around each individual spike, the friction coloring it. It wasn't painful at all. Hair caught and hangs off it in strange ways, but hardly hiding the protrusions.

    Seiveril crosses an arm over, his other resting upon that one. He cups the lower portion of his face within his hand. Pads of his fingers feeling along the sides of his face. Helping him focus on his thoughts. "I am always cautious by the way. Nothing new nor something I am practicing around you alone. As it is up above and down below, caution is always in the air." He says this as he takes a look over his shoulder to Keiji.

  • "I know you didn't, but I am simply going by what I heard from Aoba. Nothing more." He shrugs to the words, but then turns at full when he hears the name. It was not familiar to him directly, but a name uttered by others when passing by. Seems this, Mephistopheles is some demon with immense power and reach. Putting this and what Keiji is saying, Seiveril wouldn't be surprised. Now, the question stands, why has he sent this man here.
    "Is he the type to send others in his stead? Rather than see to it first hand?" Not entirely curious, just questions to fill in the many blanks. Closing his eyes for a moment as he let a thoughtful sound emerge from the depths of his chest. Already, he was thinking little of someone like this.

    Opening his eyes and directing his gaze back to Keiji. Seiveril raises a brow once again. "You aren't insinuating anything? Are you so certain of this? If you hadn't, don't you think you would have better described what you truly meant? Leaving it as open as you did there is best taken in the worst of ways. Much like what I pointed out. Even giving me permission to do such things to you. If not insinuations I don't know what it is." He said with a shrug of a shoulder. Might as well be honest than hide what one truly feels. Why people or anyone else would want to hide such honest feelings. Be it bad or good, it's all the same.

    Back to Aoba and her capabilities. Yes, she could hold her own. And yes, Keido is a mystery. Fighting a basilisk in their own realm is madness. Aoba was second to Seiveril, so testing those grounds would prove much to Keiji. However, this is something that would prove fuitle because the vessel wouldn't be able to know defeat when he isn't conscious. Even if he claims to be aware now.

    Seiveril shakes his head at Keiji's last words. "Oh? You even know my weaknesses? How familiar are you with me, Keiji Inugami? Or are you referring to the common snake? Story has it that song doesn't effect the snakes on earth. A flute, not all species. Yet, here you are, listing them as if you are well aware. Perhaps this, Mephistopheles has planted information in your head that you don't know? Whomever it is, they sure know a good deal about me and that of Kobalt. If I must lecture you what I meant, so be it. Charm comes in many ways. Song, music, yes. But also in body language, words. See what I mean?"

  • Sliding his arms back, he's able to grip the arms of the throne. Pushing himself up, tail collecting for leverage. As soon as he stood he's making his way towards the man. Circling him as he spoke. He did not say a thing, not until he saw that he had. True, Keiji was brought here. Possibility that he was here by mistake was not part of an unknown plan. He was here for a reason and that reason had been made clear. Coming to Kobalt would have been easily believed. A mistake, if you will. But here, in seventh underworld of all places. Unlikely. Keiji is here for a reason and that reason continues to elude the basilisk.

    "You are not wrong in the matter. Someone has sent you here, directly to my realm of all places. I must confess, the thought has eluded me as to whom delivered you. And why." Seiveril's tail drags along as he slithers around the man still. It isn't quick, but slow and with purpose. Not what Keiji might hope for, and that was for the basilisk to take him on his offer. Anyone would say the basilisk was sizing him up, but isn't. A willing prey is a willing prey, no matter what he'd offered to do if Seiveril takes him up on the offer.

    He would lean in when he spoke again, making sure his words reached him deep. But then recedes as he is done, a shrug following suit. "Flattery, it doesn't suit you. No matter how innocent Aoba claims you to be. You are by far from innocent." Stunning, he says. He's heard the word plenty that it rarely greets him in a way the intended would hope. And it's clear it's not something that the man intends. Which is fine. He's not hoping for much, after all, this is just part of a conversation.

    "Not only flattery, but insinuating as well. Are you dead set on something, human?" Asking when Keiji blushed, turning from him. With a quick slither that would have been better described as a strike. Seiveril is right in front of Keiji, facing him and looking him dead in the eye. His tail coiled and held fast as he placed himself in front. Looking down at him as he was, gaze never wavering. "She can hold her own just fine. Don't think her frail as most do." He almost sounded offended by the words, but understands that Keiji knows very little. Hearing about Keido, who no doubt is the name of that other person lurking within Keiji, makes the basilisk tilt his head, pondering.

    "You'd rather risk exposing that wretch to me. For all we know. It's he who was sent to me. And I say me, because why not? Is there anyone here of greater importance than I? You are the messenger. Bait to charm the serpent and wait for the opportune time to strike. If that's the plan anyway." With that said, Seiveril withdraws and begins to slither about idly, thinking. Looking over his shoulder as his back was turned to Keiji. "You really think that he can be contained, by me no less? Just what makes you think that, I wonder."

  • "Now why would you want to do that? Knowing that you will soon return to your world and never hear from us ever again." Seiveril never saw reason to these type of things, not how humans described it at least. But it did look like the basilisk was locked into conversation, or how Keiji is referring to it as, spending time. Though Seiveril did not see it, he was sinking back into his seat, lounging his arms over the arms of the chair. Just as he was before Keiji made his appearance.

    Blood here, in the seventh underworld is no taboo, in fact, it is widely discussed. Quite precious to the basilisk. A matter that Keiji would have to get used to, if he were to be staying here for a while. Lifting his chin at what the man asks, there is no other way that it can be said. As Keiji's words had been, figure of speech. Seiveril's own were, sarcastic. Though, with a lift of two fingers in a gesture, Seiveril says something. "If what I said flatters you, then have it as a compliment. If not, then it was mere sarcasm. I'm sure you know the term?" Of course Keiji knows.

    Onto the matters of devouring. Seiveril tilts his head a fair bit to the left, gaze upon the man across from him. In silence he contemplates the idea, but would he go through with it. Of course not. "A willing prey is no meal at all. Squirming is much more ideal, because it helps the meal go down. Unless of course, you tear it apart. Severing the limbs and favoring every bite. Unfornately, I don't desire to get a lecturing. If you wish to be devoured, then it is Aoba you want to say this to. Unless, it's not a female you would want doing this for you? She wouldn't disappoint you." Assuring Keiji that he was more than welcome to ask her.

  • He sank back into his seat when he knew that Keiji understood why the basilisk was being cautious. Having him around here was one thing, but what he planned to do, was another. Needing to keep tabs on the man was a must. Most of the time, it was Seiveril doing that. At times having others do this when he was unable to. He nods then, to Keiji's words, nothing said.

    Making nothing of Keiji rolling his eye, not a question comes to mind wondering why he'd done this. Even when he explains. Because this was true, even if it weren't what the man had meant. "Spend time?" Only times he spends time with someone is because the basilisk has some interest in them. Conversing like this was normal. But spending time? What were they, lovers?

    Moving along, Seiveril's attention is drawn at the mention of Aoba's name and what she had thought to do, hadn't he appeared at her doorway that moment. Hair spills over his features as he dipped his chin low towards his chest. A grin appearing. "Remember the smell of blood? While that triggers my Aoba, so does that malignant thing inside you. Why do you think she's been all over you from the start? It's not your good looks that has her smitten."

    Seiveril found this amusing, that Keiji hadn't noticed Aoba being so tentive and kind to him. She wasn't generous at soul, quite the opposite actually. It is much like the spider trying to lure the fly. "Do I possess the same instincts?" Stark brows furrow at this. "Would it thrill you to know? Left to wonder under the weight of the gaze. Does he, you ask yourself, plan to eat me. If so, how would he go about it." While this is laughable to some degree.

    He was about to get into the other possibility. "Exciting, or so it would be were it not for that other self that lurks inside you. I predict that he would emerge right at the moment anything posing a threat towards you happens. Vision blurs, memory at a standstill. As you awaken, wondering what's happened. I or anyone else for that matter, would have to fill you in." He waves a hand idly as he continues to speak. "You turned because I threatened to kill you. That other you.. is .." Seiveril shrugs, not bothering to finish the sentence.

  • "Everyone could smell the blood and not just blood claimed to have gotten on you. You could bathe for days and try to shed you skin. Smell of death is all over you. While that poses no threat. What that other you thinks of doing has had me watching from afar. Making sure the blood of my kin is never on you."

    There is nothing he could possibly gloat about. Seiveril answers with an explanation. Not quite answering the question Keiji asked about the smell, had it been bad. Not the kind of question to ask someone that devours flesh. It brings nourishment, so, how bad it good it smells, all goes to the same place.

    He took a deep breath, then released. Putting pressure on his elbows as he leans forward in his seat, the basilisk speaks with a slight hiss. "Everyone here, myself included, are cold blooded." If they want to get technical, yes. That's not what Keiji was asking.

    "But if it's you wanting to know why I haven't sat down and chat with you as Aoba has. You haven't given me reason to. Besides, there isn't a thing you can say that I haven't heard for my self on earth."

  • As expected. Silence is broken. Seiveril's tail becomes animated, moving around the throne. Partial of it out of sight. The rest of him, sat upon the seat, arms draped over the arms of the seat itself. He keeps those dark eyes upon the figure and more so when he begins to approach. Words rolling off his tongue, and might any add, not the wisest. To which Seiveril had some response to. 

    "Nothing troubles me mortal. And don't go flattering yourself. Your presence here doesn't matter to me. But what you might do, does. Now tell me. Why have you come here." Fingers lift from their rest as he gestures to the words he spoke. Of course, with said words, he was referring to why Keiji had come to see him in the throne room. At this hour the basilisk retreated here for thought or to be alone. Nothing more.

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