(I DID IT AHHHH finally flippin finished with this, it took me nearley a year and a half to settle on this and i really am happy with what i got here, i hope you guys enjoy seieing my fluffy mug more cause this me is here to stay...i hope well enough blabbing heres akuma~)

Akuma's bio

Character name: (self-given name) Akuma Kanji

Age: 24

Occupation: Wanderer

Family members and/or significant others: Unknown

Personality traits: curious, Lay back, introvert, easily flustered, selfless towards others, very kind, and isn’t afraid to put his life on the line for what he feels is right, motivated, somber attitude, seems rather dim, but can open up and be profound at times when it’s called for, not afraid to fight if necessary, but prefers to talk his way out of situations, despite his antisocial nature.

Character history (where is he from?): origins unknown, only memory of birth-place is a large mountain overlooking a vast desert. Current location is the outer rim of Lake Oracle.

Physical traits: Tall (6ft7), muscular, slightly pudgy stomach, large paws, large tail, golden horns on top of head, blind in the left eye, scar over left eye, noticeable gold marking on right arm (symbol translates to “dark”) and left eye, lower arms to hands seems to be covered in gold dust, mouth and insides are a unusual shade of blue, natural eye color is emerald green, sclera (outer eye) is black.

Biggest motivator: to find out who he is and why he exist.

Biggest fear: loosing people he cares about.

Things he likes: animals, loves to fish, eating, meat and cheese, making small jokes he finds funny, being lazy, sleeping (usually in tall trees), reading old books he finds along his journey, talking about things he’s found (shiny rocks, old swords ect.)

Things he dislikes: being woken up from a nap, people eating his food, horns/ears/tail being tugged on, hard work, anything involving him to move for long periods of time, crowds.

Brief Backstory: When Akuma was young his very first memory was waking up in an old temple built into the side of a rather large mountain, odd runes spinning around him as he was being dragged out buy men in strange robes, these men raised him for some time, never telling him who he was or why he was there, they lived in a underground complex full of machinery, tubes, and people brandishing strange magic and stones, here they studied Aku, isolated in a small part of the facility, testing his strength, dexterity, and focusing heavily on the strange markings and gold dust on his body and horns, one day Akuma fell deathly ill, until finally fainting into a deep slumber, when he next awoke he was badly injured, blind in one eye and standing outside of the entrance to the now destroyed and flame engulfed complex, with nothing but a bloody axe at his feet, he walked onward into the nearby forest, alone. There he lived for a while until setting off on his journey of discovery, to find out who he was, what happened to his home, the few things the men said to him ,stayed with him always “To be Alone is to be alive” “Stay alive”.