Royal Guard Love

Key: King Destroyer
Discord: Don't Leave It's My Fault#5031
Character: Kinje Yuritsu
Skill/Rank(or transformation): Royal Guard (For Now)
How well do you know the source material? (obviously not relevant if it's a transformation): I know a lot about the material.

RP:
Almost three hundred years ago, Nobunaga became a demon. However, nobody was ever born a demon so a little bit before that he was born, a human. As a human, he took up another name, Kuriji. Kuriji grew up in an affluent household with his twin sisters, Iluna and Yuni. He didn’t do much as a kid besides teaching himself how to draw and play the ocarina. Besides that, he slacked off with his friends. Those friends and he eventually grew apart. Unfortunately, the triplets lost their parents when they were fourteen years old. A bridge collapsed crushing them on one of their date nights. The abrupt passing of their mother and father led to a mountain of wealth being split equally between the three.

Kuriji thought he had to grow up quick because he was the natural successor to the family's mining business. They had to learn to distance themselves from most people because they were only associating with them because of money. Years have passed, the mining business was going well. Kuriji did not take over the company. Yuni stepped up and took responsibility. He was an unemployed man with boatloads of money and no drive to do anything. However, one night he found himself bloodied and running in fear. It was Christmas time and there was a big gathering at Yuni’s place. A party. Kuriji used to love things like this but, things changed. Lots of important figures showed up as they do every year.

They would bring their families and friends. There were at least one thousand people present every year. Kuriji’s parents always hosted grand events during the holidays. Security was always tight as well. A good mixture of normal policemen and Demon Slayers protected the occasion. Kuriji spoke seldom to people and drank heavily with really no intentions of being festive. It just wasn’t the same without her. He lost his girlfriend to some kind of disease that eats all of the fat in your body. He thought she was just losing weight; however, it quickly became life-threatening over time. As he sat at the bar dwelling on what-if scenarios. The power went out, and the carnage began. At least seventy demons raided that night. He could never forget the smell of blood that stained his nose. As he ducked and dodged drunkenly through body parts and blood; he was wounded. There was a gash entering from my lower back and exiting near his belly button. He fell to the blood-soaked floor and was trampled numerous times before blacking out.

The screams of the innocent lulled him to sleep. When he regained conscious there was something sweet around his lips. It was blood. The lights turned back on. He realized that he was devouring somebody’s kid. He didn’t feel sick because it tasted so good. The survivors of the bunch were given a speech along the lines of “we were the lucky ones” and there was a “flower” that they needed to find and to enjoy their “immortality”. Among the group of people that were standing his sisters didn’t make the change as Kuriji. The estate was burned to the ground and Kuriji had to live the rest of his life as a demon. Over the years he has taken many lives; innocents, and Demon Slayers alike.

This was years ago, now going by Nobunaga, he was accepting of what he was and how the blood of others fueled his power. He was accepting of what was going on with his body. He was happy and smiling about the pain. He gave this new world the hate and anger he had. He was weak in the beginning, but he was feeling out this demon power starting to take out the people who were around him. He took time learning about what the monsters were going to be taking over the world. The male was growing stronger through eating different demon slayers and innocent giving notice to what he was.