Name~ Rakazi
Age~ 20
Race~ Human (Part Demon)
Gender~ Male
Height~ 6' 2"
Weight~ 190 lb
Eye color~ Purple
Hair color~ Red
Orientation~ Heterosexual
Seme,uke, seke~ Seme (can change depending on the slave)
Personality~ He is cruel, intelligent, sadistic, has a twisted sense of fun and loves challenges. He will change his personality to whatever he thinks will work best to manipulate the slave he wants. He has developed a little bit of a kind side because of his facades but is very good at hiding it.
Bio~ Rakazi was raised by demons and even though he was only a partial demon he was taught that humans were merely slaves and if they displeased him that they should be killed (after all, they could be easily replaced). He was often left alone because of his flawed lineage, but he didn't mind since he was given free reign over most of the slaves. Curiosity led to experimentation: "How easy is it to kill someone?" "Can you kill someone by beating them too much?" Each year of his life brought new questions, becoming more focused on the emotions shown as he 'played' with them. "Why do they seem so surprised before they die?" "Why did she act so nice, when she really hated me?" "How long until the most loyal slave stops being loyal?" More dead bodies lay in his wake.
At the age of 14, he moved out on his own. Buying slaves of his own he amused himself by attempting to pull out different emotions: fear, sadness, happiness, embarrassment. The first one barely showed traces of the emotion he wanted and he reverted back to beating. Each time he delved further, holding his facade longer, intrigued by the varying levels of each emotion and delighted with the impact made when he showed his true self.
It was when he was probing love that he found himself in a situation he had never found himself in before. The slave was a young girl, shy but kind, it took a while to bring her out of her shell. Even so, everything was going according to plan, like turned to love and he was thrilled to hit her with the devastating blow. Surely afterwards she would be broken like the rest, completely useless to keep alive. Words meant to wound flowed freely, the pain was there, but something was missing. There was no fear and the love.... wasn't gone? Confusion hit him like a brick. This wasn't right, in the past every other emotion had disappeared when he removed his facade, replaced by pain and fear. For the next couple of days he avoided her, only to have feelings unknown to him start to creep in. He began to wonder if he should have hurt her and what the strange happiness he felt was. Forcing out the feelings by telling himself that she deserved the pain for falling in love with her master and that there was absolutely no reason for him to be happy that she still loved him, he confronted her again. Attaching a leash to her collar, he dragged her back to the slave shop. Leaving her there, he convinced himself that the only reason he didn't kill her was that it would be much more painful to abandon her.
For the last couple of years those feelings have never reappeared, but are they really gone?
Note/other~ Because he is part demon, he has enhanced strength and endurance as well as some healing abilities. He is an expert archer and good with swords.
Slave(s)~
Preferred Collars~ Either blue or black (someone that would be a challenge)
Preferred Charms~ Jewels, Sheet of Music, Ballet Shoes, Easel and anything else
