[Hider=Akira Yamamoto] [center][img]https://a.wattpad.com/cover/27977561-352-k899528.jpg[/img][/center] Name: Akira Yamamoto Age: 15 Gender: Male Hobbies: Gardening Taking walks at night Picking fights Pulling pranks Baking Pet Peeve: Being tricked Hurting his friends Messing with his drink Carelessly touching his plants Hurting kids Base Power: Superhuman Physique: Akira is a descendant of Shūten Dōji, the oni king and inherited an Oni’s physiology. History: Akira was born in Tokyo, a single child to a young couple who ran a flower shop. During his early childhood he didn’t have many friends, he was stronger than a human adult, which was attributed to Muscle Hypertrophy at the time, which caused his peers and care takers to keep him at an arm length away, afraid that he might accidentally hurt them. This caused him to become the trouble maker of the class, which eventually evolved into delinquency during middle schools and joining a local gang. He wanted to fit in and be respected and the local trouble making group was more than willing to have his strength on their side. With his sheer strength the gang quickly gathered infamy and after winning more and more fights, eventually making his way up to being the leader of his gang of thugs. Eventually, this caused a rival gang to strike too close to home. A group of thugs came into the flower shop and decided to vandalize it. Smashing up all the pots and furniture and giving his family a near heart attack. Of course Akira wasn’t going to take this sitting down and took retribution, beating up the entire enemy gang almost single handedly. Though during all this, he came to realize that he had brought this upon himself and continuing being a part of the gang will end up hurting his family and decided to quit, when it was just pottery and wooden shelves being smashed. Not wanting to have it escalate further, he went back to school and tried to keep his head down, so he could graduate. Supernatural History: Akira can recall an event in his life where he could see as “supernatural” in origin or at least rather strange. He was taking a walk in the middle of the night. When he heard someone calling out to him, thinking it was someone he new he turned to them only to see a hooded figure. He didn’t know who it was, but something told him not to stick around, but before he could walk away. The figure jumped him and pushed him against the wall, overpowering him. Before meeting him face to face and allowing him to see the figure’s face. It was a woman, but her face was distorted, revealing a pair of horns, and a mouth filled with fangs. He heard her say something along the lines of: “You’re not him!” And afterwards, the woman let go of him and jumped away into the night. [/hider]