OKI | OINA

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HIS HEART IS FROZEN OVER

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MID-TWENTIES • MALE • OINA • CANON

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• Basic human sustainability
  
• Wolf-like instinct & capabilities
  
• Wolf transformation
  

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☼ O K I
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PERSONALITY

Oki is always trying to improve, no matter what it be though he is somewhat blindsided by what matters in life. He is extremely loyal and courageous, in simple terms a serious party pooper. He's a bit of a brooder and its no secret that since the world has gone back to hell he's crawled back into his hermit shell and no one else really exists. While he understand the mistakes he'd made in the past, its hard to teach an old dog new tricks. Not to say he cuts people off completely. He just doesn't know how to act around anyone, now that everyone wants to be around him. He's starting to feel the weight, the pressure of being relied on and its turning him into a nervous wreck. It is not uncommon for him to lash out, to focus the tension in some angry form though he's attempted an air of patience.

The air around him has changed but as everyone else is, he has grown detached from the reality of the light and its corrupting his need to protect, to be his village's watcher. He knows its different now, that kutone won't shine for the sake of it, it must be earned. If only he knew how to do that and damn is it tempting to simply steal off with it again. This time around all its managed to do was make him realize how much he has to lose if he doesn't focus.

APPEARANCE

Years spent training has made him into a fit young man, hands calloused from hard work, eyes that turn blood red in the heat of battle. In his wolf form he shares his dark blue and red hair. Like all of the Oina, his face has been hidden beneath a spirit mask, his being a blue wolf which might infer his own aspirations.

HISTORY

Before the ark and the demon twins, he'd been a quiet child. About as little was known about him as is now known but he'd been friendly, more human. Before than he'd known love and admiration, loyalty, and friendship but it had vanished beneath a wall of determination. After the demons appeared nothing mattered but protecting them, though he was blinded by his selfish desires to be strong enough.

He had stolen Kutone, fought with the sword for days, months, his heart frozen over to the pleas of the people of Wep'keer to return it. He met Amaterasu and his failure only managed to bring more self blame upon himself. Every failure was his own to bear in the silence of outcast. Blood would feed the sword and soon it would shine, only it didn't. Suffering a defeat against the true Orochi, self conscious and defeated, he'd made the final decision to battle the problem head on and charged into the gate of the Wawku Shrine. He emerges to find the battle against the twin demons in motion, a decision had to be made. More blood or saving Shiranui. He'd leaped forward, hands grappling to pull the fall god back to the safety of the platform. Giving up his selfish ways the full power of Kutone was finally released and freedom was returned to Kamui. He returned the sword to the alter and the prophecy comes to true as the arc rises from the lake and into the sky.

SID • MALE • FOUR YEARS • NONE YET
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