[yeena]

big wip



Username: d-dave.

Owner or Non-Owner?: non-owner

Name: norman (nor-man) bates (bay-ts)

not sure about origin or meaning wise but i believe they were physcos names ?..

Gender: male

Basic Personality: 

First Memory: " pain. blinding and hurting.. not to mention their sneers .. it hurt. sticks and stones broke bones yet words left shattered souls.. " getting bullied or " it took all i could to not screech at what was happening. my whole body was suffering with a great deal of pain, and yet my eyes were open i had no control of my body.. " night terrors wip

Daily Life: " cause as much pain, hatred, and death he can.. not to mention he lures people off into the light. he is the voice on peoples shoulders. "

Where does this Rukami live: " he lives in your head with your dark thoughts "

How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?: " hatred. he is envious that they actually.. are normal. "

What is their life secrete: because i said so. (wip)

How does this Rukami do it's Reaping: " painfully. he rips the soul from its body.. "

Does this Rukami have a loved one: haha no. wip

[nice]

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Daily Life: (what this Rukami does on a normal day)
Where does this Rukami live:
How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?:
What is their life secrete:
How does this Rukami do it's Reaping: (he is the grim reaper meaning he does take lives once their time has come u.u)
Does this Rukami have a loved one: (if yes, who?)

hot damn wip

[PollyPoos]

Username: Hello, my name is PollyPoos.

Owner or Non-Owner?: I am currently a non-owner.

Name: This handsome stud will be named Crios Zex, a name I just found suiting for his character.

Gender: Definitely a male, never will be female.

Basic Personality: Crios is technically emotionless on the outside, never showing true sorrow or despair. He is brave, cunning, and very deceiving. His looks are a distraction to his charming and intriguing tongue. His words will simply mesmerize one into having their soul taken by such a male. Don't confuse him to be flirtatious as he only wants to tempt a soul into passing through. Crios has yet a very small vocabulary, and will say wise words when the time comes. Crios has a very mysterious trait to him, that usually creates unwanted attention from other Rukami.

First Memory: His first memory seemed like it came right out of a fable, except the fact he was the bad guy. Crios had a friend who constantly roamed the lands with him, playing "warriors" together. His friend was the only Rukami to actually accept his appearance, the others would gawk and parents would hide younger cubs' eyes. He felt decently normal around his friend, never asking if his face hurt or if he could stop "drooling". They were playing by a stream splashing in the water and hopping from rock to rock. "C'mon! Let's go!" His friend would coax him into chasing him. Crios wasn't as fast as his friend but would tend to keep us the best he could. Crios followed the sound of the young Rukami's footsteps as they hit the ground, until they stopped. Crios stopped hoping maybe to pick up his friends scent. He got this terrible feeling running through his body, he called out hoping to hear an answer. Silence. He tried to follow the paw prints but they abruptly ended, he called out again. Once again, no answer. Suddenly his heart starts to beat quickly and chills go through his body and a soft whisper is left within his ears "C'mon! Let's Go...." This was the first time he received a soul and experienced what happens when a Rukami dies.

Daily Life: Crios isn't much of a daylight person but prefers to come out of his cavern the time the moon rises in the dark sky. He patrols watching how Rukami act toward one another and occasionally sneaking a soul within the night. He will hunt when the clock hits midnight as that's when he knows his body will store the most food then. He tries to engage in little to no conversation between the others, as it's a hassle to gain another friendship. He will sometimes go back to the stream where him and his friend used to play around, carelessly watching the water. He wanders constantly, never wanting to stay in just one place but stays within the darkness for protection. When the night sky starts to lighten up and morning is about to begin he returns to his cavern where he paints and carves within the walls of the experience it is to be the Reaper.

Where does this Rukami live: Like stated above Crios lives in a cavern, but not just one you'd find on the side of a mountain. He lives behind a waterfall that allows for a decent and unique amount of lighting when he paints and carves.

How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?: Crios doesn't want to open up himself and gain another friendship, so he stays away unless he gets the feeling one might pass. He knows no one else can replace the friend he lost, and doesn't want to replace him. He uses them as observations when his nights are slow and hid curiosity is at its peak. He's no sure what the feeling of love and happiness is but has witnessed it in many of Rukami.

What is their life secrete: Secretly Crios is lonely, but is afraid how the others will react to his appearance. He wants to feel something other than the cold shivers that are sent through his body when a soul passes. He wants a friendship like how he used to have, and possibly a female that will accept his for his countless flaws.

How does this Rukami do it's Reaping: His reaping is in a very calm maner, when the time has come he will submerge from the shadows. He will approach the Rukami humming a tune to keep his thoughts together. He walks behind the Rukami and takes out a small dagger driving it into the heart and laying it down to rest. He then feels chills run through his body and a whisper of what the last thing the Rukami has said.

Does this Rukami have a loved one: He does not want to admit the fact he wants one, but might recieve one sometime in the future.

[jaques]

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First Memory:
Daily Life: (what this Rukami does on a normal day)
Where does this Rukami live:
How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?:
What is their life secrete:
How does this Rukami do it's Reaping: (he is the grim reaper meaning he does take lives once their time has come u.u)
Does this Rukami have a loved one:

WIP

[WolfTheHuman]

Username:
WolfTheHuman
Owner or Non-Owner?:
Owner.
Name:
Kronos God of time, a reaper needs to travel fast to kill.
Gender:
Male
Basic Personality:
Kronos is emotionless. Yet he always has a hint of loneliness in his eyes. His job is his life and that's what he focuses on. But here are a few points you may be able to pick out, (if you spend enough time with him)
-Sarcastic
-unforgiving
-Cruel
-Grumpy
-Short temper
-Impatient
-Hints of him caring for friends.
-lonely
-calm
-quiet
First Memory:
"Darkness,,,so much darkness. and fear, not my fear. The Parents fear. Of me. Of my Appearence. But then the horned one came, and used me. He said I was perfect, I remember liking that, following him. I can't remember much else, after that he tought me the ways of..death. And here I am. Death itself."
Daily Life:
After his short rest in the tunnels, he goes back to his duty. He always knows who to go to, who to collect the soul of. Like a 6th sense. He collects the souls, a horrible but everyday experience for him. After a while of his job he has his own time. Usually he goes and talks to his friend. They exchange stories and tales. And then finally it's evening. Where mortals sleep. At this point he does something he is not allowed to do. He watches his mortal parents. All grims have them before they are chosen to become a grim. And they are never aloud to see them again. But Kronos watches them sleep. He looks into there broken hearted soul. They miss him. They loved him. And he loved them.
Where does this Rukami live:
Everywhere. His home is anywhere. Being a grim he has to go many places. The old grims used to use old tunnels that mortals can not find or touch. They where made before time was invented. Now Kronos uses time like the rest but he likes to enter the tunnels. Smell the old dusty smell of death. He likes it there and often rests there. He even sometimes sees some other grims. Old ones who don't know what time is. Grims can't talk to other. He does not know why. He makes him...lonely.
How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?:
Amusing. There pretty little faces and perfect tails. He hates them. Yet he still finds there perfect lives amusing. He thinks of them as below him. Puny. Mortals. And of most of all he hates how they complain. All the time. When they have no idea what life was like for him. And there faces. Full of flesh and cheek. And tails. He angers him. But still finds it amusing. Always amusing. He makes it amusing.
What is their life secret:
"Those who are born from bone and black are destined to become death. Those who are not what they seem become it. In any way." Kronos will never forgot the first words the horned one told the new grims. He was almost perfect In every way for his job. Yet he felt a feeling no grim should. Grims where trained not to feel sadness, pity, regret, anger, hatred and loneliness. Of course all grims felt these things. But control them, hide them. You can't go around killing and regret it. Or spare someone's life. (Yet all grims happen to break that rule some way or another, whether it's a loved one or a important figure). But all grims where trained, and all grims where controlled. But the training did not completely do this to him. He can't control loneliness. Sure, he has a 'friend' a mortal one. But what he would do to talk to grims. He knows why he can't though. He just refuses to believe it. If grims talk. Loneliness will go. But care, love and pity will grow. And the horned one can never ever alow such. So his secret is his loneliness
How does this Rukami do it's Reaping:
"Ha ha! I have my little own way. When I was a beginner at my job I used a old tattered skythe, Made of warrior bone and painted red as blood. The tip was laced with my own ooze from my mouth, the material bringing the death. But I feal it's such a...boring way. Now I scrape my paw around thier brow, making a small claw mark. A marking or tick, to show they are really dead, as we have had some imposters. I feel it's affecaint, my paws have a certain. Red mist. That makes them 'sleep' it does the trick for me after the riddles. Oh! Did I forget to mention the riddles. Three riddles are told to the dead being. The riddles are all I say to them. But for some reason they think if they answer them right they will live. That's why I do it. I love seeing the fading hope. Sometimes they answer correct, and they die. Sometimes they answer wrong. And they die. Stunning I know."
Does this Rukami have a loved one:
Loved one? Not as such, but 'friend' maybe. Kronus is really not the social type. As you know he sees people as puny mortals. But like any Godlike figure, they have favourites. War Is a bloodthirsty warrior who brings death to countless people. (Certainly keeping Kronos busy) But Kronos likes War as he is interested in his behaviour. He finds it amusing. And being the reaper makes it hard to have time to have fun. War brings that time. As for War, he sees Kronos as a general of death, someone to respect. Kronos enjoys the respect and war enjoys having someone to look up to besides himself, but neither call each other 'friends' just not enemies. But they are a good pair.

[The Lost soul]

Username:
The Lost soul
Owner or Non-Owner?:
Non-owner
Name:
Kabu
(a cute nickname given to him by a child he sang to sleep-the eternal sleep)
Gender:
Supposedly male, but he doesn't have any reproductive parts, so there's no way to be certain.
Basic Personality:
It's hard to tell..
Kabu is distant, almost empty and dead really. He watches people and seems pretty harmless most times. Past his voracious appetite, he seems pretty placid. You can poke him, climb all over him, even stab him, shoot him or yank on his tail and he just looks at you blankly. He often tries to mimic others, having 'fun' with them and trying to act as if he were alive, yet he really just looks stupid trying to do things like others. He never chases people away, but he doesn't seem to ever properly fit in with anyone. He's like that awkward third wheel on a supervised date, or that odd kid who stands in the corner with a drink and doesn't talk to anybody. Though he doesn't seem to mind at all. Kabu is never lonely and just kinda deals with life as it is. He doesn't seem to mind at all and never really says anything past his name, "Kabu", often chanting it excitedly when people ask him who he is. Kabu is a bit silly, in that he tries to act like he's alive and normal when he obviously isn't. Often, he'll play with children and scare their parents to death, or show up in your bathroom mirror to say 'hello' every now and again. He's really just a cute, innocent bundle of love and indifference. It's almost as if he's just a husk, but oddly enough he's loving... very loving...
First Memory:
Cold. It was so very cold... as if all life in the air itself had been stripped away, leaving a dead feeling everywhere. A pitiful squeal erupted from him as he squirmed, feeling a cold hand pluck him up. He felt his body weaken and slow, cradled close with such affection and care. His eyes peeked through the barely open lids, looking up with blurry vision. A hand reaching for his face... and then he felt the finger tips brush his flesh, feeling leaving him as the skin and muscles, even his eyes were taken... and yet he was still alive. Alive, was that a way to put it? He didn't quite feel... right. A calm swept over him and he was enveloped in this feeling of peace. He could see the face of this being that held him so lovingly, it's smooth, pale complexion, that empty gaze, teeth so sharp and smooth, the bones dripping with rotted meat and an oily substance. Slowly but surely, it was rotting. With a gentle hand it caressed his cheek and set him down. It was dying... or... it was already dead? and yet now it's body had decided to rot. He watched with his taciturn stare as it slowly dug into the earth, bits and pieces of it's body falling off occasionally. The smell that came from it was rank, but he didn't mind. It was almost comforting and nostalgic, oddly enough being that he had just been born and had no memory of anything before. Once the hole was deep enough, it laid down, and some unknown force pushed the dirt in on top of it, burying what had given him such peace. There had been no explanation, and yet he felt no confusion about it. He was okay. With that, Kabu rested... and by morning, he would be the next to wander the earth in search of souls looking for peace.
Daily Life:
Kabu usually wakes up and un-buries himself, shaking loose any dirt clumps and tending to wander off aimlessly. He walks without purpose or drive, simply going off of whims and headed for nowhere. He eats corpses he finds, enjoys watching people, following them, and observing things. His daily life is pretty empty unless someone bothers with him.

It's not unheard of that he takes after others or enjoys living with someone, but the few that keep him around he usually outlives and has to move on. His life is usually empty, but occasionally, on special finds, he enjoys the company of others, tending to be young children or the elderly who have come to terms with death and don't mind him at all. He does enjoy playgrounds, or maybe he does or maybe he just goes there to watch the children, who knows. He just shows up there and pretty much tries to interact with the young pups.

At the end of the day, or whenever he decides to sleep, he digs a 'grave' and buries himself. Kabu doesn't really sleep unless he's buried, so he doesn't really work well with beds. He sometimes tries to bury himself in the blankets though, but it's not the same.

Where does this Rukami live:
Nowhere, or well, everywhere. He mainly just wanders about and buries himself in the dirt to sleep. He doesn't really need to sleep, but he enjoys the comfort of being buried, like he should be.

He might enjoy a few nights of being under someone's bed, or in a closet somewhere. He's like the boogeyman, except he's harmless(most of the time).
How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?:
He doesn't really know. Following them around, they usually think he's out to gobble up their soul, or maybe a demon, a corrupted soul or a dying beast. However they react, he just watches them idly without any real opinion on them. Like watching ants swarm and scatter. Watching them takes up most of his time for most days.
What is their life secret:
It's not really like he keeps it a secret, but it seems like one to others.
He was killed in the womb. He was an unwanted pregnancy. They couldn't afford a child and so they figured they'd cause a miscarriage or abort him. It did occur(one way or another), and Kabu did die... but someone else gave him a chance. Kabu acknowledges that he was never really 'born' and that he wasn't wanted, but he harbors no ill will towards his mother. He never met her though, and doesn't know her face, her name, or anything. She's long since dead by now, but he doesn't really care. Any knowledge of his father is unknown.
How does this Rukami do it's Reaping:
He follows them slowly, without them knowing. He follows everyone though, but when he wishes to take their life, he does so for a long time, usually out of sight, and when their time has come, he sings them lullabies. For the grim reaper... he has a lovely voice. Each song is unique to the soul he calls, never the same twice. It welcomes them with open arms and leads them to the everlasting peace.
Does this Rukami have a loved one:
Not exactly, he lacks the chemical reaction and behavioral patterns to attach himself to others or experience attraction. He is incapable of having romantic interests or having a 'crush' or 'lover'. He is a being purely of the soul, and thus he is not held by such things. This doesn't mean he is incapable of love, just not the mortal definition of love. His love is without bias, without limitations... it is boundless. He loves purely. His love is not romantic... So he does not exactly have loved ones, he loves everyone. Kabu loves anyone he meets without any hesitation, even those who seek to hurt him. In a way he does, and doesn't have loved ones.

[[dys]functional]

Username:
Sen-the-Psycho

Owner or Non-Owner:
Owner

Name:
"I am a being who simply does not have a true name. I have been called by many names; the list is endless. However, I am often referred to as 'Grim'. I care not what you call me. I have no need for a name..".

"My name can have many meanings, as there are many who define it differently. In Norse, the name 'Grim' means 'Son of Njal'.".

"Those bearing the name tend to be idealistic, highly imaginative, intuitive, and spiritual. They seek truth and knowledge, and often find it. They also tend to be visionary. However, if they fail to develop their potential, they may become dreamers, or misuse power...".

Gender:
"I am a being devoid of gender and sex altogether. Call me what you will, but I do prefer masculine or neutral pronouns..".

Basic Personality:
"I am a calm, and rather observant being. Though I am often seen as deceptive, skeptical, and solemn. One might say I am neutral, however, I feel as though I have become corrupted, and even jaded. I have been consumed by the darkness. All that remains of me are scattered emotions and something dark within...".

First Memory:
"I have but one early memory. It is of me opening my eyes. Consumed by darkness, and unable to see beyond anything but an endless, black void. It felt as though I was clenched in Death's cold, hard hands; un-moving, sightless, breathless, and unaware. I remember a blurry mirror-like window fading into sight; it flashed images upon images of things I could not understand, or even comprehend. A sense of knowing came to me, as if words had formed in pictures and given to me all the knowledge I needed. It was then that I realized I was no longer who, or what I once was. They call it an 'Awakening'. I was not reaper-born, but chosen. All of the memories from my previous life have faded and have ceased to exist."

Daily Life:
"I seek out souls to reap on a daily basis. When I finds myself without anything to do, I read and contemplate the meaning of life. I am also very partial to knowledgeable writings, and often find myself writing pages upon pages of own thoughts. Occasionally, I will marvel at the deep, dark waters surrounding my home.."

Where does this Rukami live:
"I reside in an underground cavern. The ceiling is covered in glowing insects, and moss can often be found in small cracks and crevices in the walls and on the caver floor. Where moss is found, fungi is found as well. It isn't uncommon to see glowing mushrooms dotting the cavern. In deeper areas, small crystals can be found. It is a well-hidden place, and has been left undisturbed for centuries... I hope it stays that way... There is but one small cabin-like building there, which I call 'home'. Beside it, there is a marvelous, shimmering pool of water. It's always clear, and it goes down for miles and miles into the unknown...".

How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?:
"I do not care for the company of others... I don't particularly like other Kami, and often find myself pitying them. Since you've asked, truthfully, I am bitter towards those who live. I see them as ignorant; blissfully unaware of life's darker secrets. Poor, unfortunate souls...".

What is their life secret:
"I don't know why you must pry, but I guess I've no other choice than to tell you. There's no fooling anyone here.. I dearly wish for someone to love. Truth be told, I yearn for comforting words; acceptance; someone to be there for me; one who would not fear me and my grotesque appearance and reputation; a friend. I have no one. I am without the comfort I seek. Unmistakably, I truly yearn for offspring, as well. It tugs at my heartstrings to be the one to take away a child's last breath and lead them to where no living being has ever gone. I can't say life isn't fair, because even beyond the realm of the living, I am still smitten...".

How does this Rukami do it's Reaping:
"Really, how I go about my reapings is none of your concern. Why must you pester me with such irritating questions? Have you no shame? ...Ah, well... If you really must know... I do go about my business swiftly, silently, and quickly. Instead of a scythe, I use a technique called 'Strings of Fate'. The red smoke that emanates from my paws are the 'Strings'. Upon approaching a body, I bind the soul to the strings so it does not become lost, and pull the soul from it's broken home. I then lead it to the realm of darkness. It is then that I cannot do any more. It is beyond my power to choose the path of another, and so I am left to wonder what will happen next.. It is not something I enjoy, mind you... But it is my job, and so I make sure to do it well. Strangely, I find myself treating kindly those who are young, and fearful of the situation... When it comes to young beings, I am shrouded by guilt, despair, and remorse. I do everything I can to insure them safety and guidance as best I can, and answering any questions they ask that are in my knowledge...".

Does this Rukami have a loved one:
"Please, this question... It is nearly unbearable...Have you not heard enough? I am broken. I have no one. I love no one. If I did, I would only be hurting myself, and to that, I see no point... Now please... Leave me, child. I wish to be alone...".

[PurpleKakashi]

There are 7 finished forms posted, however I'm going to keep this open till friday and start reading a lot of forms now.

[PurpleKakashi]

After reading & re-reading your forms our winner is The Lost soul! You were the only one to make him truly dead as a character but rather loveable at the same time & I like a lullaby reaping a little more than then classics way for this one.
Congrats! & take care of Kabu

An honorable mention to The Undertaker it was close for you, liked the form.

Username:
The Lost soul
Owner or Non-Owner?:
Non-owner
Name:
Kabu
(a cute nickname given to him by a child he sang to sleep-the eternal sleep)
Gender:
Supposedly male, but he doesn't have any reproductive parts, so there's no way to be certain.
Basic Personality:
It's hard to tell..
Kabu is distant, almost empty and dead really. He watches people and seems pretty harmless most times. Past his voracious appetite, he seems pretty placid. You can poke him, climb all over him, even stab him, shoot him or yank on his tail and he just looks at you blankly. He often tries to mimic others, having 'fun' with them and trying to act as if he were alive, yet he really just looks cool trying to do things like others. He never chases people away, but he doesn't seem to ever properly fit in with anyone. He's like that awkward third wheel on a supervised date, or that odd kid who stands in the corner with a drink and doesn't talk to anybody. Though he doesn't seem to mind at all. Kabu is never lonely and just kinda deals with life as it is. He doesn't seem to mind at all and never really says anything past his name, "Kabu", often chanting it excitedly when people ask him who he is. Kabu is a bit silly, in that he tries to act like he's alive and normal when he obviously isn't. Often, he'll play with children and scare their parents to death, or show up in your bathroom mirror to say 'hello' every now and again. He's really just a cute, innocent bundle of love and indifference. It's almost as if he's just a husk, but oddly enough he's loving... very loving...
First Memory:
Cold. It was so very cold... as if all life in the air itself had been stripped away, leaving a dead feeling everywhere. A pitiful squeal erupted from him as he squirmed, feeling a cold hand pluck him up. He felt his body weaken and slow, cradled close with such affection and care. His eyes peeked through the barely open lids, looking up with blurry vision. A hand reaching for his face... and then he felt the finger tips brush his flesh, feeling leaving him as the skin and muscles, even his eyes were taken... and yet he was still alive. Alive, was that a way to put it? He didn't quite feel... right. A calm swept over him and he was enveloped in this feeling of peace. He could see the face of this being that held him so lovingly, it's smooth, pale complexion, that empty gaze, teeth so sharp and smooth, the bones dripping with rotted meat and an oily substance. Slowly but surely, it was rotting. With a gentle hand it caressed his cheek and set him down. It was dying... or... it was already dead? and yet now it's body had decided to rot. He watched with his taciturn stare as it slowly dug into the earth, bits and pieces of it's body falling off occasionally. The smell that came from it was rank, but he didn't mind. It was almost comforting and nostalgic, oddly enough being that he had just been born and had no memory of anything before. Once the hole was deep enough, it laid down, and some unknown force pushed the dirt in on top of it, burying what had given him such peace. There had been no explanation, and yet he felt no confusion about it. He was okay. With that, Kabu rested... and by morning, he would be the next to wander the earth in search of souls looking for peace.
Daily Life:
Kabu usually wakes up and un-buries himself, shaking loose any dirt clumps and tending to wander off aimlessly. He walks without purpose or drive, simply going off of whims and headed for nowhere. He eats corpses he finds, enjoys watching people, following them, and observing things. His daily life is pretty empty unless someone bothers with him.

It's not unheard of that he takes after others or enjoys living with someone, but the few that keep him around he usually outlives and has to move on. His life is usually empty, but occasionally, on special finds, he enjoys the company of others, tending to be young children or the elderly who have come to terms with death and don't mind him at all. He does enjoy playgrounds, or maybe he does or maybe he just goes there to watch the children, who knows. He just shows up there and pretty much tries to interact with the young pups.

At the end of the day, or whenever he decides to sleep, he digs a 'grave' and buries himself. Kabu doesn't really sleep unless he's buried, so he doesn't really work well with beds. He sometimes tries to bury himself in the blankets though, but it's not the same.

Where does this Rukami live:
Nowhere, or well, everywhere. He mainly just wanders about and buries himself in the dirt to sleep. He doesn't really need to sleep, but he enjoys the comfort of being buried, like he should be.

He might enjoy a few nights of being under someone's bed, or in a closet somewhere. He's like the boogeyman, except he's harmless(most of the time).
How does this Rukami feel about other Kami?:
He doesn't really know. Following them around, they usually think he's out to gobble up their soul, or maybe a demon, a corrupted soul or a dying beast. However they react, he just watches them idly without any real opinion on them. Like watching ants swarm and scatter. Watching them takes up most of his time for most days.
What is their life secret:
It's not really like he keeps it a secret, but it seems like one to others.
He was killed in the womb. He was an unwanted pregnancy. They couldn't afford a child and so they figured they'd cause a miscarriage or abort him. It did occur(one way or another), and Kabu did die... but someone else gave him a chance. Kabu acknowledges that he was never really 'born' and that he wasn't wanted, but he harbors no ill will towards his mother. He never met her though, and doesn't know her face, her name, or anything. She's long since dead by now, but he doesn't really care. Any knowledge of his father is unknown.
How does this Rukami do it's Reaping:
He follows them slowly, without them knowing. He follows everyone though, but when he wishes to take their life, he does so for a long time, usually out of sight, and when their time has come, he sings them lullabies. For the grim reaper... he has a lovely voice. Each song is unique to the soul he calls, never the same twice. It welcomes them with open arms and leads them to the everlasting peace.
Does this Rukami have a loved one:
Not exactly, he lacks the chemical reaction and behavioral patterns to attach himself to others or experience attraction. He is incapable of having romantic interests or having a 'crush' or 'lover'. He is a being purely of the soul, and thus he is not held by such things. This doesn't mean he is incapable of love, just not the mortal definition of love. His love is without bias, without limitations... it is boundless. He loves purely. His love is not romantic... So he does not exactly have loved ones, he loves everyone. Kabu loves anyone he meets without any hesitation, even those who seek to hurt him. In a way he does, and doesn't have loved ones.

[koegami]

Congrats losty!
I loved your idea. I was rooting for us!
Congrats to undertaker for hm!