This is Rein Kosuki

Rein Kosuki was one you either wanted to work with.. Or under.. She wasn’t a commander, more of a follow and or soldier. She was trained by age 6 to listen and tolerate what someone says or wants. Now she does not comprehend the meaning of friendship and love. Her ideal lie under her face, a mask.

In a battle, she would express how she felt by screaming… Screaming reminded her of the box.. If she screamed, the box was the place for her.

Her tight dull glare would send shivers down your back. The mixture of red and grey ran through her disguised eyes, giving her a vacant look as with her doll like face. Her circular, fawn smooth horns that curled around the top of her black,silky like hair. Her hair was puffed out, with large curls compared to other people, covering up her shoulders completely. A light brown coat hung down from her she with a clear button up under it, a small, light grey skirt laid on her knees, with black socks saggy down at her ankles. Her height was average for a 25 year old, standing at 5’3

In many war she fought, her expression never changed, she never praised the fact of killing… though you could tell from a mile away with her strange personality that she had been traumatized or something. Her major interest is in the face of squealing pain as it brings a small crack to her lips, a smile out-stretched across her face. Her enjoy comes from killing the weak without any question, slowly disembodying them with her energy, cutting them into small pieces. What turned her into this sort of glorious monster though?

Her many different owners fought and raised her with torture to make her the lifeless pit she acts as now, just to use her for jobs and/or quests they never felt like doing.. Friendships are impossible to make with her, more so she didn’t understand them... as long as your small talk doesn’t piss her off that much she wouldn’t feel obligated to hurt you..

She was raised as an assassin and put through more than you could imagine. She was the perfect experiment anyone would want. She wasn’t always perfect as her screaming turned into the hatred of anything living, giving her the desire to kill.

Her last master, before all the ones before him, Louise, made it so she hear the whispers of anyone talking no matter the distance with a bionic ear torture, which was small creatures crawling through her ears, disrupting the frequency within what she heard, giving her this amazing hearing. Though.. Her last task was to take-out Louise, with one request given by him. Devour his body. Slicing him up into small pieces she would force the flesh and organs down her throat, regurgitating the chunky pieces of moist, slimy organs, continuing to take an attempt at eating them, until there was nothing left but bones and blood.

She continues her quest in this small town, observing and process what the function are of the people in the town and to get away with quiet murder. Ignoring was most common from her, relating back to her ear torture days, it was hard and difficult for her to hear up close, depending on if she was paying attention or not to the person talking. Anyone could command her around and she would follow, unless she believe that the person telling her what to do wasn’t worth enough to have her service, she would send them off with a warning and or attack them in a heartbeat.

Her fighting style is calm and quick compared to others, blasting sharp pieces of dark ki energy from a distance, expressing her assassin like abilities. She is slower compared to other demons and not as fast but you best keep your distance and watch what you say about her.. Or her emotionless wave of cloudy, carmine eyes will stare into your soul, guaranteeing your instant death once left alone from company.

She has a hard time expressing herself but will say things more freely now, honest and hurtful to anyone… Will SHE LEARN FEELING? PLEASE HELP HER!