[center]Name: Sulfur Bellose[/center]

[center]Age: 18[/center]

[center]Appearance:[/center]
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[center]Weapon: Hatchet(x3) [/center]
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[center]Background: Raised only by his mother who was a high leveled Reaper lead to quite a lonely life as his mother wasn't home all that much... yet when she was life was very enjoyable. He was raised to take on his moms profession, and never questioned it enjoying the time he could spend with his only family. However do to that, and the fact that he was home schooled made most social interaction void in his life. At the age of seventeen his mother unfortunately passed away in a accident only the Black University has the full story on. Forever feeling alone at the lose of his family he choose to enroll himself as soon as possible into Black University a original goal he had already planned on only with a added side plot. He doesn't know the what happened but soon he plans to find out, and make his mother proud by becoming the next Grim Reaper in honor of her wishes.[/center] 

[center]Personality: Do to little to none social life Sulfur can be quite awkward to be around as he usually doesn't speak all that often unless spoken to, or on a important topic that arises that he believes he needs to be a part of. With that said he usually avoids groups yet seems to do just fine in one on one scenario's. In a fight however things are very different he seems to almost produce a deathly silence with a cold, and emotionless look ready for battle almost like he has become a puppet waiting for his master to pull the string of commands. Sulfur doesn't really stick with one side as more to a stands on the side he thinks right at the time.[/center]

[center]Quote: "We are all bound to die... better to have no regrets with the choices until that time comes."[/center]

[hider=A example of my works(from another rp)]"Oh my is that anyway to talk to your elders sweetie," the shadowed entity chuckled as she tilted her head in a teasing manner at the kitsune's probable narrowed stare at her very being. Her cryptic words would probable confuse her company of its meaning... was she claiming to be a kitsune, was she a Inari do to her current form... or was she just claiming to be very much older then the kitsune.... it was hard to tell this entities scent was completely non existent even up this close to her... what could be felt was simply her powerful presence stating she was powerful what she was, was still up for debate.
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 "Though your words hold merit my dear it isn't what you think I indeed have many ghosts from my past around this land yet this isn't one of them... no I would quickly handle it if that were the case this new issue actually stems from your village... and its not new at all it seemed to have come directly from your village in fact... quiet a lovely moon tonight wouldn't you agree,"... the moon was full tonight... was she suggesting... their was a wolf demon in the kitsunes village? It could be possible much like a kitsune it wasn't hard for a wolf demon to hide in a human settlement especially in one where death and missing people was a common thing. In fact as long is it didn't try to breed their... it would be a perfect location for one or three to hide out in the open. Their was even a large chance it hadn't even been aware of the kitsunes presence until today when she fought the Oni. With that said werewolves much like kitsunes knew magic, and could use certain items to veil themselves easily from the trained eye.
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 "Unfortunately like a oni such a creature loves the thrill of the hunt of bigger prey... unfortunately this one has chosen one that will quickly turn the title of prey right back to it," the demon chuckled likely as a shadowy tendril lifted the bottle of rum to her hooded face as she took in a small drink before the bottle was placed back next to her as a soft sigh escape under the hood in annoyance to how hard it was for a powerful demon to even get a light buzz. Her sentence was very much like a mother overestimating her childs capabilities yet what the kitsune could factor into such a outcome was what kind of demonic blood spurred half of his being... and out of it what kind of traits from it were active at the moment.
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 "And then their is of course the small issue of the one inside the cottage with my son... though i'll not act on that until I get a better idea what card you have up your sleeve or that... unless he's about to die I will not interfere with my child's actions and let him make his own choices... for now I guess you can say I am just watching in amusement." [/hider]