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(RP for Nobuyuki and Kiyone.
Other might show up, such as Mihoshi.)

Life for Nobuyuki was never a simple one. He's father was always at the space god's temple and his mother was always expecting the best from him. But he was never that smart as child and often was a failure in his mothers eyes. For him it felt like he was expected to be more like her and his father, but never was. He just never cared about space or money.

He was also always made fun of growing up. He never had to many friends until high school when he tried to change himself. Before then he was often seen as an oddball, being a wimp and a bit emotionally over sensitive at times, talking to himself a lot, always going on about all these fantastical things the Kryenae in the other town where coming up with. Even the adults he was around, from his mom's work, his school, would say bad things about for always having his head up in the clouds, always daydreaming, building such huge fantasia in his mind. It got too hard for him to deal with by time he was a teen, so he started to just shove everything inside, and forced himself to just blend in with the masses. So whatever the "normal" faekats where doing he would do. Tossing everything others found odd, including his art, aside to make a normal life for himself.

But he wasn't still a boy, and he always had a bit of a perverted nature, easily distracted by pretty women. It lead him into a fling with his high school crush after a romantic summer together. But she vanished from his life soon after their son hatched. After he realized she was never coming back, Nobuyuki shoved himself into his work. He wasn't a bad father, he always was around for him when he was growing up. And due to being so good at his job, he could always afford all the costs his son brought. Although he was a bit too interested in his son's love life at times, as it often felt like one of the manga he enjoyed reading. Always so many lovely women around and so much chaos.

But then slowly everyone left, finding mates, moving on with their lives. Nobuyuki found himself getting rather depressed always coming home to an empty house. He decided to sale it and move to a bigger area, one that was growing, that had a lot of work for him so he could always stay busy with his job, which was the head officer of a building company owned by a Kryenae. He would design buildings and oversee the making of them. Something he would also do side jobs, such as remodels or parks or repairs in Taverns and what not, always wanting to keep busy, keep his mind out of the clouds, out of his dreams.

But then an old friend came back into his life. Kiyone, someone who worked with a women named Mihoshi, who was always crashing at his place back when his son was still living with him. He never really notices her much as Mihoshi was always around when she was and that Faekat always distracted him.

(RP note, Nobuyuki will never remember his son's mother's name or how she looked. He can remember her, and things they did, but the mother had asked the goddess of memories to make him forget her looks and name and that request was granted. And that is where this RP starts.)

Nobuyuki was sitting on the bench in the center of town, the town he lives in, one full of movement and growth that held a lot of Kryenae and other inverters. He had been sitting there for a while now, thinking of what to do with the money he got from Sasami and Gluttony for the kitchen remodel he did for them. Smiling a little remembering their two little ones running around. It reminded him of his own son when he was little. But that made his mind drift to his son's mother, to the woman of his past.

Trying to avoid the memories, he takes out his notebook to starts working on his next project but finds himself starting to sketch his memories. It only took moments for him to sketch out a building, it was a School, a rather large one. It was his high school. Then he starts sketching rather detailed images of his classmates, all pretty easy to recognize except for one girl in the middle, she was waving at some girls, calling them over to her. Yet you can not tell what race she was, her hair was missing other then a few stokes, and as Nobuyuki goes to sketch the face he's mind went blank.

"Why can't I ever remember what she looked like?" He sighs a little and puts his pencil down on the bench, then just stares at the sketch for a while.