First Name: Sayori(you are called Sayorihime at your temple)
Last Name: Tsukine
Age: 16
Height: 5’7
Weight: 121
Eye Color: Pink
Hair Color: Black(straight short bangs, straight long hair that goes down to your knees and the end of the hair is straight)
Personality: Stubborn, clever, smart, tactician, strong-willed, kind and caring(but doesn’t admit it because of stubbornness)
Info: You are the descendant of a very strong and powerful miko* named Mizuhahime. You have strong powers, strong enough that if a demon absorbs you, its powers will increase by 100X and if mated with a half demon, the child becomes a full demon, if a quarter demon, the child becomes a half demon. You are also skilled with weapons, especially a bow and arrow. You don’t like yokais because of their ways and thinking. Also your grandmother, Sabohime, asked the Nura Clan to guard you, because you were being targeted by Seimei’s thugs and trying to absorb you to become more powerful. Your grandmother is friends with the 1st master of the Nura Clan, Nurarihyon.
Last Name: Tsukine
Age: 16
Height: 5’7
Weight: 121
Eye Color: Pink
Hair Color: Black(straight short bangs, straight long hair that goes down to your knees and the end of the hair is straight)
Personality: Stubborn, clever, smart, tactician, strong-willed, kind and caring(but doesn’t admit it because of stubbornness)
Info: You are the descendant of a very strong and powerful miko* named Mizuhahime. You have strong powers, strong enough that if a demon absorbs you, its powers will increase by 100X and if mated with a half demon, the child becomes a full demon, if a quarter demon, the child becomes a half demon. You are also skilled with weapons, especially a bow and arrow. You don’t like yokais because of their ways and thinking. Also your grandmother, Sabohime, asked the Nura Clan to guard you, because you were being targeted by Seimei’s thugs and trying to absorb you to become more powerful. Your grandmother is friends with the 1st master of the Nura Clan, Nurarihyon.
As ancient as mother Earth’s treachery
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my love for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the lost he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my love for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the lost he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
I know what happened,
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
you told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand by
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
you are never
alone.
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
you told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand by
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
you are never
alone.