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Seishi Ito
NICKNAME "that creepy dude over there"
AGE A hundred or so. appears 17.
BIRTHDAY Unknown
SPECIES Demon
ETHNICITY Wraith/Japanese
GENDER Male
SEXUALITY Whoever he feels like
DORM SerpensPOWER When Seishi was reborn into his demonic form, he gained three abilities that relate to his new body.
Shadow Whisp: Ever seen the Dreamwork movie Sinbad? Seishi's body can turn into a cloud of black smoke and move about like a ghost, similar to Eris from that movie. He can use this ability to become temporary intangible, and he moves slightly faster in this state, but he is unable to hold it for too terribly long. This ability is the most common trait in wraith demons.
Nightmare : As a wraith demon, Seishi is required to feed on the fear of others via going into their dreams and causing them to have nightmares, in order to fuel his pyrokinesis and sustain his earthly body. This ability also allows him insight on the hidden fears of others when he is not in their dreams. He has full control over the person's nightmare until they awake, but he can only use this power while asleep himself, making him vulnerable to other attacks. Seishi does not tell other people that he has this power, for fear of retaliation from other students.
Demonic Pyrokinesis: Fueled by the nightmares of his victims, Seishi can use that built up energy to expel a sickly green colored hellfire from his body. The difference between his hellfire and regular fire is that hellfire burns hotter and spreads faster than regular fire, and even beings that would normally be unaffected by typical fires can be singed by this unholy flame. He is able to both summon and control this blighted flame. Being as young as he is, Seishi is susceptible to lose control of large amounts of hellfire, so he will typically stick to baseball-sized fireballs and small immolations.APPEARANCE The first thing everyone notices about Seishi is his eyes. His scleras are black, with white irises that seem to glow faintly in the darkness. Seishi appears of Japanese origin; pale skin, short black hair, almond shaped eyes. He stands at 5'7, with a muscular--yet slender--build. His torso and arms are covered with scars from his time in the Yakuza and in Hell, with an assortment of tattoos interwoven with the marred flesh. A pair of medium length horns curl back from his temples, about as thick as the grip of a bullwhip and a light silver in color.
Seishi carries himself with a smooth, languid gait, usually seen with his hands in his pockets as he slinks around campus. He typically wears hoodies made out of thin materials and grey jeans, with a simple pair of white tennis shoes. He wears a curled, black, gauge earring made out of smooth brimstone in his left earlobe, with infernal runes carved into the flat of the accessory.PERSONALITY Seishi Ito is a sadist. He takes great pleasure out of using his nightmarish abilities to frighten and psychologically disturb other students. His presence tends to unsettle others at the academy. This effect is not of his doing, but he delights in the reactions it drags out of his peers nonetheless. Seishi is typically quiet and keeps to himself a lot. He can pretend to play nice with others, but he prefers to be either alone or with only a small group of friends.
Seishi remembers very little of his mortal life before he died, only faint scraps that seem to slip through his hands. So he is eager to relearn how to fit into human society after his long tutelage down in the nine circles of Hades. He is here to predominately learn about human culture, rather than hone his abilities--but he is just as eager to grow stronger as he is to learn. As of returning to the surface, he has taken up several hobbies, such as tattooing, bodybuilding, collecting scented candles and incenses, and listening to various metal bands. He also suffers from pyromania, so you should probably keep an extra close eye on him when he's using his fire powers.WEAKNESSESLoveless: Being a demon, Seishi has lost the ability to "love" people. He can feel lust, but not love. Take that as either a weakness or a strength as you will.
Amnesia: He recalls very little of the time before his death, and even the bits he does remember aren't of much help. For example; he remembers he was part of the Yakuza, but he doesn't remember what his job entailed or the names of others who worked alongside him.
Power Drawbacks: These are already listed in detail in the power section. For reiteration, Seishi requires the nourishment of fear derived from nightmares in order to not only fuel his pyrokinetic magic, but also to function on a basic level. Failure to feed leaves him sluggish and sickly looking, and continued deprivation can leave him catatonic. He also does not have full control over said pyrokinesis as of yet, and fear feeding requires him to be asleep, leaving him vulnerable.STRENGTHS
Intimidation: Seishi's appearance may frighten or unsettle others. Making threatening gestures or saying ominous things can amplify this effect, helping Seishi to get what he desires. Whether that is extra time on a school project or just to get people to leave him alone.
Insightful: To go with his nightmare ability, Seishi can get a feel of what truly scares a person by having a simple conversation with the person, or by listening in on said person's conversation with another person.
Cool Head: Seishi doesn't anger easily.HISTORY
Seishi Ito was born to Ayato Ito and Kaito Ito on a dark and rainy summer's night. His mother was very ill, and Seishi's birth was so hard on her, that it brought her life to an end. Kaito Ito would always resent his son for the death of his mother, though he would never admit it. He was a cold, standoffish father who didn't talk to his son much. But Seishi loved his father regardless.
Seishi would grow up in relative poverty, his father a fisherman. He would spend most of his days with his grandmother, Kyo, while his father spent weeks on the seas without seeing his child. On nice days, Seishi sometimes got to go with his father to market to sell the fish Kaito caught. But those days were few and far between the endless weeks of sitting on the beach, watching the horizon for his father's fishing boat.
Around the age of eight, Seishi's grandmother passed away, leaving no one to look after the young boy while his father was off for weeks on end on his fishing trips. So Kaito was forced to take his son along on his trips from then on. Typically, a fishing boat was no place for a small boy, but Seishi did his best to make his father proud. He worked hard, doing whatever small jobs around the ship that his father asked of him. But he did occasionally get in the way, and his father would've preferred to know that his son was safe on land.
After his twelfth birthday, Kaito felt that his son was old enough to begin staying home alone. So Seishi returned to waiting on the beach for his father's return during the summers between school. But one day, after a long and stormy night, his father's fishing boat failed to return to harbor. A search went out to find the missing fisherman, but alas, no trace could be found of the father. Orphaned, Seishi dropped out of school and tried doing odd jobs around the fishing town to earn a living for himself, often hungry at night. Eventually, he was kidnapped and inducted into the Yakuza. Seishi took part in smalltime crimes at first, and steadily worked his way up the ranks. Soon, he was partaking in all sorts of gruesome, violent crimes, including human trafficking, torture, and murder.
Before he could turn eighteen, Seishi was shot up in a confrontation with local authorities, and bled out into the streets. He woke up under a press of bodies, blood boiling around him. Despite the agony, Seishi was determined to fight his way free of the lake of death, as he had fought for his life for nearly his entire existence. The other dead continued to try and drag him back down beneath the bloody waves, but Seishi managed to kick and claw his way out of the Phlegathon river and drag his burned, beaten body up onto the crimson shores. He remembered nothing of his human life.
Impressed by his strength and drive, a passing wraith demon named Gorro helped him to his feet and brought him to the higher ups of Hell, and Seishi was eventually made into a demon himself. After decades of learning how to be a proper demon, Seishi is now attending the gifted academy to better learn how to blend into human society.IN CHARACTER SAMPLE
The sounds of hooves pounding against the moist earth and of an ethereal whiny echoed through the trees as a demon made his way out of town and into the woods, the crescent moon casting both misty light and cool shadows over the land below. The demon sat proudly atop a muscular black mare with a flaming mane and tail, as embers scorched the grass from her burning fetlocks. Tiny little black horns poked out from her forehead and curled backwards towards the hellsteed's rider, her eyes round fiery coals. Hands alight with his sickly green flame, Skull ran his claws lightly through her blazing mane, each infernal creature sensing the other's emotions and desires through fire alone. Rider and steed moved as one as they roamed the woods, their bodies gracefully moving together as if they knew each other's muscles by heart. She was Pandora, a mischievous spirit who had been loyal to her demonic master for countless centuries.
Before long, the companions came across a moonlit hollow surrounded by apple trees. Slowing down from a canter to a walk, Pandora sniffed at the ground for a treat as her master dismounted. Plucking one of the fresh fruits from a nearby tree, Skull brought the apple to his hellsteed to taste. Pandora shook her head and snorted, black smoke curling from her nostrils, and gazed back to the demon as if to say, "You're joking, right?"
Skull chuckled darkly and tossed the fruit over his head, "I'm kidding," the demon confirmed, and glanced around the ground to find Pandora a treat. A hungry crow landed nearby, drawing his attention to the festering remains of a squirrel carcass. Shooing away the scavenger--as it had began to try and pick at the entrails with its beak--Skull lifted the corpse into his hands and examined it. The fur was matted and bloody, and a nest of maggots was already making themselves right at home, burrowing into the rancid meat. "Perfect." Skull purred darkly as he flicked a roach off the squirrel and brought the treat to his unholy equine, like a rotten offering.
Sniffing the putrid corpse curiously, Pandora let out a pleased whiny before snapping the squirrel up into her mouth, narrowly avoiding Skull's hand. She noisily crunched through bone, flesh, sinew, and gooey, maggoty goodness with her razor sharp fangs, nuzzling her face against her master in gratitude. The demon ran his hand over her snout in a loving manner before snapping both of his fingers, causing the hellsteed to disappear in a burst of her master's green flame--back from whence she came.
Letting out a soft sigh, Skull stretched his arms up over his head as he gazed up at the trees, finding one with a thick branch up high that was shrouded in shadows; a suitable perch for watching people without being seen. Slinking over to the thick oak with his hands in his pockets, he pressed his boot to the bark and began to walk vertically up the trunk to the branch. Demons were notorious rule breakers, and the laws of nature and physics were fair game for breaking.
Upon reaching the branch, the serpentine demon sat down and leaned his back against the trunk, folding his hands behind his head with a comfortable sigh as he settled in to gaze up at the stars. The city was a great place to live, but the stars were better to look at out in the woods, away from the bright city lights and chaotic everyday rush.unknown sourceTemplate by Sky ★ Inspired by Laika of GS