Kushio

Age: 21
Height: 5'8 ft
Weight: 112 lbs
Hair color: Purple
Eye color: Purple
Breast size: BB



Gone forever, devoured and now part of the lovely Lyra_Lushi


Another random girl wondering the world. "What's with her?" You may ask. Kushio was born, gasping for air, almost dead by the time the day past. Everyday was a struggle; she always had to find some way to make life a competition, and thus, staying alive. Her childhood was a bit, odd. Instead of dolls and playing with friends, she'd practice with her physical skills, climbing trees, running, building endurance and strength, etc. Her parents were always busy, never giving Kushio any attention or love, so she grew up independent. She fished and gathered her own food at such an early age. She learned all her skills from herself. She found that family was just dead weight. Seeing how her parents never really took the time to take care of her and to teach her new things, she ended up running away at the age of 5. Life was tough from here on out. Kushio wanted to go home after spending the day away from Mom and Dad. How she looked at it, this was another challenge. She tackled the cold and windy night like any task. Obviously she'd survive. As she wondered deeper into the unknown world, she found herself lost in the mysteries of the world. She soon was faced with animals that tried to eat her, men who tried to rape her, even to monsters that tried to devour her whole. Kushio was a young woman, but a smart one. She perfected the use of throwing knifes and her katana at such a young age, she slaughtered every single one of those who opposed her. Kushio grew up strong, but she felt like she was missing something in her life. By now, she knew how to defend herself, gather food, and even transportation became easier as her stamina grew to outstanding lengths. She continue to wonder the world, meeting new people (Despite her lack of communication skills), lay monsters and as always, some horny man who tried to do something funny to her. Throughout her journey, she eventually picked up spell casting and using magic to her abilities. This made life for her much easier on the road. She was able to pick up things that were outrageously heavy, decay life, and her favorite, absorb souls of the fallen and strengthen herself. She loved stealing souls, the surge of power that came from the soul flowing in was absolutely mind blowing; it was just as pleasurable as a full body orgasm. It was her favorite way to kill someone. The knowledge she obtained throughout her travels is astonishing. She put everything she learned to the test, always having to do something physically and mentally challenging to make her feel satisfied. Life slowly did not became a challenge anymore and now more of a game; a game of who can take her out and how fast. She laugh, being over confident as always. Her reflexes is now almost super human, and her magic made it God like, but she wasn't. Just another human who seemed to defy human physics. Even being so strong and confident with herself, she always wondered how her parents were and soon went back home. Sadly, home was not the best place for her. Her home abandoned and no sign of life anywhere. Her parents gone, just like that. What could of happened? Who knows? Blood stain the floors and walls of the home, as if they were eaten live by some monster. Strangely, this did not made her mad. All she wish was just to know how to feel to be loved by someone. This was always a wonder in her head. She hasn't felt love from her parents and she never had anytime for a relationship. All men who approached her usually were horny men who got their dick cut off. She sat on the roof, wondering how that feeling was like. The game of survival was still with her, she continue to wonder the world, challenging everything she can, and of course, experiencing new things, and hopefully, find someone she can experience this "love" she wanted to feel for so long.

Years had pass since her return home. She continues to wonder the world, playing by it's rules. Years of being alone made her a bit depress. She was slowly losing hope and slowly giving up on surviving, but she took this as another challenge on the road. Kushio did not stop, she continue to walk forward. Years of being alone made her soft, so to say. Kushio stopped killing random monsters and animals for her amusement and randomly helps strangers along side the road. She felt it in her heart that helping people and communicating with one another is what makes life truly worth living. She was still deadly and a dangerous woman though. As she aged, she gotten lighter, giving into the more beautiful things in life, which is everything living together in harmony as the cycle of life goes on. She truely adore it.


As you can tell from the bio, she's an over confident, over achieving person. She loves a challenge and if she does not succeed, it only means more training. She loves the thrill of the hunt, she absolutely loves using her magic against living things; shooting fireballs, shocking someone until their fried, squeezing their eyes out for amusement, and her favorite, sucking the soul from them until their prune like a raisin. Don't get her wrong now, she loves using magic, but her art with her blade, which she had stolen from her Dad when she ran away. This was her favorite tool, next to sucking the victim's soul out. Kushio love the thrill of the hunt and guns were too fast. She often stalks her prey and don't kill but taunt them, teasing and just wounding them until she gets bored. She wasn't evil, it was just fun for her. Kushio is a loner, her communication skills was somewhat poor and she is a bit shy. She does want a relationship, that being friends or maybe more, but never got the change to fully develop her skills among others. Kushio is aggressive and speaks with an attitude as if she was a bully. Her soft voice, however, had this seem a bit odd however, but she don't care. Her armor is often banged up due to countless fights. She only wears light armor upon travel and in her clothes when she's not. Kushio loves the night sky. It calms and eases her. Everyone needs something to ease their soul and the night sky was what did it for her. She is a vicious woman, but she'll never attack unless provoked or in the hunt. Her journey made her realized how beautiful the world is and being a mass murderer isn't what she want to be. She might be a hypocritical woman, being a "murderer" and all but she cherish the world. It's just another lesson she'd learn from all her years traveling.


Abilities:

She's a very skilled with her blade and throwing knifes. Her blade is about 4 ft long, not a very long blade but she sure knows how to use it. She is able to use magic of any kind, pyromancery, necromancery, cleric, etc. Whatever she can think of, she can probably do it, it's all just about her imagination. Years of fighting made her reflexes super quick and almost inhumane.


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