[grifforik]

Mark

[Charchar2]

i've had a request for a one-week extension, would anyone object? 0:

[groenii]

i've had a request for a one-week extension, would anyone object? 0:

I would not object.
I have exams and stuff so I can use the extra time.

[sheepuns]

i've had a request for a one-week extension, would anyone object? 0:

I two have no objections.

Many of the contestants I've spoken with wished they had more time, so I'm pretty sure it would be well appreciated Char.

[suneater]

an extension would be amazing nvn

[MapleNeko]

I have something very big up my sleeve that will take a little while to execute XD an extension would be welcomed!

[Sunniedew]

I would love an extension <3 :0

[Charchar2]

Alright! This'll be extended one more week then. <:

[KatLove]

oh i forgot about this *cries*

and its my favorite number *cries more*

[ancientwings]

xxxxxxxxxxx

We’re all innocent when we’re young, it’s just the future that decides our fate…

Hey, I’m Yukine, but some call me Yuki!
I’m the god of death. Well, in a way at least, but it hasn’t always been that way…
Let me tell you my story, then you can decide what’s wrong and what’s right.

xxxxxI started off as just an angel, born from a single wish. And before I go on, yes I know, I know, “Satan an angel?” Yes, it sounds ridiculous, but that’s where my story began. From the start I was different from everyone, and I never received a family like everyone else had. No one really wanted me. I wandered during the day and took shelter at night, I held on to the hope that someone would want me. But after a while that flame of hope became only a spark; I had almost given up... Then I met Kin. She took care of me for a while; long enough for me to get back to my feet. I was no longer alone, but it was still a secret. Kin’s family hated me from the start; they didn't accept me, so I had to constantly hide. Through the next few years Kin and I had grown very close, but I began to see her less and less. She was busy with her life, and I with mine. Since I had grown up away from society I began to go into town and study others. I also looked into why I was so different from everyone else. Over time I learned to fit in, but I was still chased by my true and hidden self. Everywhere I went I was followed with bad luck and misfortune. But despite my differences I began to find my spot in heaven, even if it was far from most others. And time continued to tick by.
xxxxxMy tenth birthday finally came around, although it felt like centuries, but that’s how time works up there. I had finally reached my ceremonious day, where I’d finally go to the surface, the waking world. I had saved up all the money I could gather over the past ten years for this, I bought my outfit, passport, and weapon. I was ready. Of course, my ceremony wasn’t as big or traditional as every other kid got, but it was to be expected since I had no family. Though Kin did come, and seeing her was one of the best moments of my life. She helped me through the process and helped me finish the final preparations. And just as soon as it had started, I was off and on the surface. I had been given the rules, regulations, and processes. It was finally time for me to fit in, to be who I born to be. Or at least I thought…
xxxxxFor those of you who don’t know once an angel is sent to the world, they cannot go back until they have granted at least one wish. Also, the waking world is filled with “demons” of sorts, the people who have died and have yet for their souls to go to rest. They haunt the living, and it is our job to eliminate any that cause issues, that’s why it was essential I received a weapon before I left. An angel’s weapon is its life, to put it into perspective. We put a piece of us into our weapons, they are divine and allow for any grieving souls to be set to rest. I had been given a soul to take care of and to grant their wish. The girl I received was as nice as could be, and she showed me amazing things. But I had been set up; I was given this girl for a reason. Someone back home wanted me gone. This girl was a corrupt soul, an actual demon, and demons are the opposites to angels, as they have the power to kill us.

xxxxxTo protect myself I had to kill this girl, but I didn’t have the heart to; she had seemed so nice and gentle. She was the first person to actually accept me; besides Kin, that is. I just couldn’t do it, so I ran. I had nowhere to go - all I knew is that I had to get away from her, or I’d lose my life. Not that that was an awful option. Each step I took gave way to my anger and frustration. I had been set up and someone wanted me dead! What had I ever done? I just wanted to fit in, to be normal. But that would never be. I couldn’t even get away; she came back, and I was trapped before I knew it. In a rage and in selfdefense I killed her, and I lost all innocence that I once had. I was no longer myself. The whole situation was reported back to home base, and before I knew it I was the one in chains. Whoever wanted me gone had reported that I killed a human, and that was the worst offense there was. I was thrown into a jail cell and put on trial. I had no evidence to justify my selfdefense, nor any to prove that my victim was a demon. To no surprise, I was proven guilty and I was given the worst punishment there was… My wings were taken and I was thrown into the waking world, never again would I be admitted to travel back “home”. I was crushed, and I never even had the chance to say goodbye to the one friend I did have, Kin. She probably thought I was a murderer. All I could do was curl myself up and cry. I was devastated, the very little I had was taken away from me. And now I was suck in a place I knew little to nothing about.
xxxxxWithin the next few days that followed I began to learn about the world of the people. Almost everyone here sinned, and they all could lie as if it was nothing. This place was so foreign to me, I had no idea what to do. Before long I found myself with nowhere to go, yet something had changed inside me. I wanted revenge.

xxxxxAfter about a month or so I was struck with a deal, one that could grant me the power to fulfill my wish. Without seeing the devastation and flaw in the contract, I signed happily. In an instant I was sucked underground, into a place filled with flame and death. I had signed my soul away for power. I was granted devil-like wings, that were place in the spot where my old angel wings once were, a shattered and dark halo took the spot where my light one once stood, and my broken sword was replaced with a long and thin black sword with tattered cloth at the handle. My pelt changed from bright white, cream and blue, to dark black, gray, and red. I lost my morals, and found myself. Something about this felt… right. This was the person stuck inside for so long. Yet at the same time I felt something inside me shatter; maybe it was the innocence from what I was, maybe it was what I had always longed to have and be. Something was gone, but it didn’t matter; I finally felt at home, at peace, accepted. I became the bearer of souls, the god of death.
xxxxxThere was no difference in myself; I still had that tone of happiness, of joy. I was only my true self now, and it felt right.

xxxxxNow don’t get me wrong, I don’t kill people; I never really did. Only that poor girl, but that day her soul was finally set free. But either way, I only guide the souls of the people into the afterlife. Many give me a bad image, they think I’m a monster. But who am I to tell the truth? Maybe it’s the angels you should be pointing the fingers at. They’re the ones that are worse than I, all but Kin that is. Not that I’ll ever be able to face her again…

xxxxxNow you know my past, but I did leave out some details that I’m sure you’ll be interested in. When it comes to visiting the waking world, it can become difficult. The people living there don’t see me, nor any other angels. They of course can see us but only on a special basis. Have you ever been to a restaurant, or how about an amusement park? Now, while you’re there people are constantly passing you and walking by, but you never really take notice of who they are or even care that much. That’s kind of how it works. We are noticeable, but only to those who look. That’s why those who we’re helping can see us, hear us, and carry on a conversation. Unlike others, that if they happen to notice us, they forget soon after. We’re like a passing by fly, or gnat. We’re there, just in the shadows.

xxxxxI’ve told you plenty about my past and my life, but you still have yet to learn much about my job, and I’m assuming by this point you’re interested. You see, as I’ve stated before, I’m not your stereotypical god of death. I care about the people of the waking world, I know they want to live and continue on with their lives. It’s not like I just kill innocent people. I help the people’s souls out of their bodies and I show them the way. Of course I also am the one who passes judgement. This is one of the worst parts of the job itself. Seeing one’s life is heartbreaking, and judging them on it is even harder. But being the figure, the “god” that I am, I have to suppress my feelings and judge without bias. After the judgement ritual is complete I guide the soul to its final resting place, either heaven or hell. I know very little about either, though I know more about heaven, I did live near it for many years. But as for hell, unlike many think, I don’t associate myself with it, nor know much about it. Truth be told, it’s said in my destiny that I will one day, but who knows. A job is a job, through the gruesome to the beautiful I deal with it on a daily basis. It’s changed me as well, I’m not who I was…

xxxxxLiving with all this pain and sorrow on my shoulders is more than enough to break a spirit. Who knows, maybe it has broken me. I love seeing the people, exploring the world. But judgement and guidance, along with eliminating corrupt spirits, it’s a lot to bear. Along with my job, my life, I’ve grown anxious, fearful, guilty, depressed… The list goes on and on. I used to hide in the shadows, and now they just scare me out of my mind. Each day, each month, each year, I sleep less and less. I’ve only been doing this for a few years too. Only a few hundred, but as you know this hasn’t aged me much. I’m only 14, still young, yet I’ve lost all reason to continue on, to live. But I know there’s no place for me, and if I were to leave then someone else would have to fill the job, and I couldn’t do that to another. I’m the only one who can bear this pain and suffering, for the good of all.

xxxxxOver the time following my newfound life I began to lose a grip on the idea of revenge. I just didn’t care for it anymore, whoever wanted me gone had reason enough, and who knows, maybe they had the wrong idea. Either way I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt, I mean, I basically dead? In a way at least. I’ll just continue to do my job, and they can continue theirs. I’m not one of them anymore, nor would I ever want to be again. They may have been cruel, but that’s no reason to hold a grudge. I finally found the place I belonged, and I guess it’s thanks to them. Weird how that works.

xxxxxKin… I often thought of her in the years following. I hadn’t seen her in forever, and the thought of seeing her now depresses me. I could take a good guess and say she’s doing something fantastic with her life, and here I’m being the ‘bad guy’. I just miss her so much… Maybe I’ll run into her sometime, though I don’t know how I’d face her. Word’s probably already spread that there’s a new ‘god’ and and ‘evil’ one at that. How do I always get pinned off as the bad one? I’ll still never understand. But going back to the topic, she was always there for me when I needed her, and what did I do? I left without a word, to a foreign place, and I changed. I’m not who I once was. I just fear that she won’t accept me, won’t trust me anymore…
xxxxxSurprisingly enough I did meet her on a job. And to say the least it was awkward. I was just doing my daily deeds, but I happened to find myself in the darker part of the big city. The area’s filled with corrupt souls and demons of the likes. It’s sad truly. I did my best to escort as many as I could to the afterlife, but so many are holding on and just refuse to leave. Over time their souls will become corrupt, and then it’ll either be the angels or my job to extinguish them. Such a sad way to end it. Either way, so I was in to help some of these lost souls, when I came upon a younger angel who happened to be slaying a soul. I noticed that this soul had not yet become corrupt, though it was dangerously close. That must have been why they were attacking it, so I yelled to the angel to stop. After being ignored I tackled them to the ground. Once I had pinned them there I noticed those bright golden eyes, and in an instant I knew it was her. Stumbling about I quickly got off of her and apologized and explained the situation, that she didn’t need to attack this poor soul. After my quick explanation I could tell that she took no notice of me, she didn’t know it was me. I tried to speak up but the words ended up being almost silent, I breathed, “I’m sorry…” I couldn’t look up, I couldn’t face her. I knew that what I was doing wasn’t wrong, but I was sure that she hadn’t been told that. She knew what everyone knew, the ‘Devil’ was evil, he killed people and took their souls to the underworld. It took everything that I had in me to even glance up. She still had a confused look on her face and her halo was fizzing in and out. I felt a tear drop down my cheek, and in an instant I was in her arms. I muttered a, “I’ve missed you so much Kin…” in-between my breaths. I could tell that it was then that she realized who I was. Quickly I backed back up, “Sorry,” was all I could say. She looked astonished as she mouthed, “Is that really you? Yukine? Tsu, tsu.” I nodded slightly, not finding the words to speak. She quickly asked what happened and I explained as best I could, ending it with, “…so basically I’m what’d you’d call the god of death, the devil himself.” She looked at me with this dumb expression, one I’d seen a million times when we were growing up, she didn’t believe me and she was disgusted that I would make up such a story. My eyes fell back to the ground, I couldn’t look at her. I could tell that she picked up the hint, and she looked both confused and astonished. I couldn’t blame her.
xxxxxSilence stood between us for a few long minutes. She was the first to break the silence when she said, “So what’s the difference?” I finally looked back up. She didn’t hate me? Despise me? Even though she seemed skeptical, there was a small smile on her face. The only words could choke out were, “This won’t work will it? It doesn’t matter what the difference is, all the matters is the name that’s been pinned on me. If others were to know you’ve seen me it’s all over, then I’ve messed up your life, and I won’t allow myself to do that, you don’t deserve it. I won’t allow my bad luck and new life to interfere with yours. And after everything that’s happened, I don’t deserve you in my life. I lived for the friendship we had, and I longed to see you again. But actually seeing you here, in person, has told me otherwise. It reminded me of everything I had, everything you had. And I can’t take that away for you! My life’s already long past ruined, there’s no need to get you involved…” By that point tears were streaming down my face. But it was the truth, and there was no changing it. “I’m sorry Kin, I really am. I’ll miss you. And please, just don’t get involved. I don’t want to make things worse, not for you. Goodbye…” With those final words I ran, and I ran. I was incapable of having joy in my life, and I wouldn’t let anything extinguish her. She was the only joy in my life, if I lost her, I’d lose myself. But maybe I already had…

Xenon - Oh him? Ummm, I guess you could say we’re enemies in a way. Though I never truly understood why. He’s labeled himself as a “demon hunter” along with his brother, and well to say the least he’s been searching for me for awhile. He thinks that if I’m gone all the demons will be as well, but of course he’s just naive, that would never work. If it did I’d already be gone. But nonetheless, he’s a funny character, I enjoy watching over him from time to time. And I have met him a few times, though he has yet to remember or know it. Ha, funny how some relationships work.




Sora - What an interesting one. I’ve tried many a time to cure this poor soul, but he’s too far into the demon world to help. When he was born his soul was intwined with that of a demon, he’s been tormented ever since. So far to the point that he quit talking entirely, just to stop himself from hurting others with words. To this day I’m still looking for a cure, I’d love to help him. He’s much like me… And I’d love to take the pain away from him. He’s one of the few that truly know who I am, and he’s one of the even fewer that I would call a friend.




Kin - A soul like no one I’ve ever met. I love her with all my being, but our friendship could never be. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted, someone who actually cared, someone who could be there for me. I try to find her every now and again, I love to see her smile, I love to watch her pranks. There’s honestly not much I can say about her without tearing up. All I can really hope for is that someday, maybe, I’ll have the chance to be friends with her again…