// Jin Kirigiri - Verses

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The heat she felt was unmistakable; as exhausted she felt, even she could not help but lift her head, watching in astonishment at the harsh swirl of flames that devoured everything. Indeed, this was the power of fire. That destructive power that was a tool for annihilation… but Isanami knew that flame to be a gentle warmth as well. And even aside from those other missions, the priestess had never seen Hanzo summon flames that powerful as well. That hidden potential reminded her just how AMAZING shinobi were.

It almost made her forget her own wounds for a bit. Almost. That moment of wonder was gone and reality rushed back to remind her of the fact that her shoulder felt just as hot as the flames she had just witnessed. But this wound was nothing; she couldn’t let it affect the MISSION. And more so, she was concerned about what had just happened with her friend.

❛ It’s alright, I’m fine. I’m fine. ❜ She bites out, a bit more harshly than she intended for it to be. She could see his movements, HESITANT and unsure. That wasn’t right either. ❛ Hanzo… are you alright though? You look worse than me, hah… ❜ Her breathing was heavy, wincing as her hand hovered about her wound. She did want to pull the blade out, but she stopped upon his words. ❛ Keep it in… alright. Okay. I suppose I’ve had worse days. That’s okay, me and this sword will be just like friends. ❜

Isanami shakes her head, though, giving a small frown and looking around. Her uninjured arm lifts up to try and stop Hanzo’s motions for a second. ❛ B-But it’s okay, don’t carry me. We need to look for our charges. They couldn’t have run off too far… I just hope their supplies are safe. It’d be a shame if it got caught in the fight. ❜ And the FIRE, for that matter, but she didn’t want to bring that up. Hanzo was probably feeling bad about scaring them off. She looks up, giving the Brave of Fire a tired smile.

❛ I can… walk, so there’s no need to carry me. But I could use a hand in getting up? ❜ She laughs weakly, lifting a HAND and offering it to him.

      There were so many feelings rolling wildly in his mind right now – things he couldn’t control nor could he even identify. He didn’t know what the fear of loss was. He didn’t understand the anxiety of very nearly losing someone who was precious to him. He didn’t UNDERSTAND it, because at a young age? It was stripped from him – his humanity was taken from him, and what had been left in his stead? Was a FLESH&BLOOD weapon.

       As the BRAVE of FIRE, he’d gradually begun relearning his ( h u m a n i t y ). And though at this moment he couldn’t recognize it, this moment more so then most – Displayed it. UNCOMFORTABLY so.

       Hanzo had never abandoned a mission before. He’d never left the side of those he was in charge of protecting. He’d certainly never erupted in such a way that the fires were now. They were a living INFERNO, outside of his control now. “… I don’t think you’re fine.” Those words were spoken through a severe frown, his eyebrows knit with worry. He didn’t UNDERSTAND this anxiety. He had always been willing to accept his own death, and back in IGA? It was an unwritten rule that people might not come back. He’d been willing to accept that. He’d UNDERSTOOD that. This… no. He didn’t… he couldn’t…

      “With an injury like that, especially without the means to heal it, it’s going to be difficult for you to move about. Isa-chan… the blade has to stay so that the wound doesn’t just bleed out. I know you’re not going to pull it out, since we’ve already spoken about it… but… moving around will cause it to cut you more. If you run around, you risk slicing a major vein, and it won’t matter if we have the blade there still… you’d still bleed to death.” He stops for a moment – feeling the words catch in his throat. If she wasn’t careful, something would be sliced that couldn’t be healed. And yes, she was a reincarnation. So? Perhaps IZANAMI being part of her could save her life, but that wasn’t a risk he wanted to make. “If… you insist that we look for our charge, then we can. But I’m going to have to ether insist that you let me carry you, or I’m going to have to take more desperate measures.”

      He wouldn’t bring up the alternative without being prompted.

      There was no part of him that wanted to do the alternative – especially after this SPIKE in violence, he wasn’t sure he would trust himself. The fires that remained were carnage. And most that had spiked around where he’d been in his RUSH of R A G E had burned everything up in seconds. The scorched earth, the “snowing” ash… He wasn’t sure he would be able to do a medical procedure right now.

      Especially when the ALTERNATIVE was him cauterizing the wound with his fire the moment they removed the blade. It would eliminate the need for him to carry her, but it would still have some risks… It was a medical maneuver that stopped bleeding rapidly, by burning it closed. However, he could damage her health if he wasn’t careful… “I could go get them on my own, if you’d like.” Somehow, he suspected she’d say “NO” but… he had to at least try.

      Though there was no part of him that wanted to leave the BRAVE of DARKNESS’ side, if she wanted to be sure their charge was alright? He would go at least try. However, he feared letting the other do much right now. Her health was still at risk. And he knew right now… he wasn’t thinking as rationally as he should be.

      His heart was still beating rapidly. His eyes still showed concern. And his breathing was still… uneven. He couldn’t calm himself down. He couldn’t truly focus. Not on anything else…

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The other woman’s approval of the nickname had Isanami brightening up. She always loved using nicknames with people she liked, and it was a real shame that usually those whom she liked didn’t really… welcome it, for lack of better words. Still, Juju’s nervousness was quite prone to being contagious. Although the youth was one who liked to spread her own form of kindness and cheer, if there was something that was CONCERNING to the other, she’d like to know that. In case she was the cause for it, being a bit overbearing with her own friendliness.

After all? People here tended to be more RESERVED than anything. It was hard to trust, especially with war and fights breaking out every so often due to the turmoil of the government. Perhaps someone like Isanami was actually quite scary when compared to the people who would rather keep to themselves? Hmm. She’d have to think about that separately one day.

❛ I think it’s good to have that kinda mindset. Y’know, helping others without expecting anything in return. But it’s also good to show others your gratitude. I don’t like to think of it as repayment or anything. Makes it all business-y and like we gotta owe each other favors. ❜ She might be a little bit of a hypocrite when she said that; after all? The way she got Saizou to STAY at Ueda in the beginning was because she held that bowl of soba over his head…

No matter! Isanami had successfully pressured convinced Juju to accept this form of gratefulness. And she was glad that she chose sweets too ― that was always a good way to satisfy the stomach! ❛ Sweets it is~ ❜ Isanami dangles her feet over the edge of the branch, as if having a conversation deciding where to eat in a TREE was normal. ❛ Hmm… I can probably get down by myself with no trouble at this height. ❜ It was said to herself more than anything. Not wanting to trouble her new friend anymore, she gives her fellow light-haired companion a reassuring smile. ❛ Go ahead and wait for me at the bottom, Juju! I’ll be down in a few minutes! ❜

She didn’t know if Juju would listen to her request. After all, the kunoichi proved that she was a soft-hearted individual who didn’t like to see others in danger. And going down from a tree like this was a bit RISKY. However, Isanami would like to believe that she had improved greatly from the last time she was in a tree like this. Even if she hadn’t? Just like last time, at least there would be someone to look out for her should she made a wrong step.

That being said, regardless of Juju’s response, Isanami would make the first move by hoisting her body over the EDGE of the branch. One thing she learned from last time; it was best not to linger too long on a branch. Quick jumps was the way to go!

      Enju couldn’t help but smile a little at the others sincerity. She was a bright companion – cheerful and chipper. Perhaps a little overwhelming, but she knew very few people like Isanami. The only person she could liken her to was the young k u n o i c h i she considered her “little sister”. . .

      “Well, I’d hate to deny you your chance to show your gratitude. That would… be rather rude on my part as well.” Despite being a kunoichi, despite being a very busy one, and being the DAUGHTER of the chief… she would make time for this. After all, ENJU had already risked outing herself for the safety of this stranger. The very least she could do was make sure that the other was truly going to be okay. . . and some sweets did sound good. That was the truth there. “… alright, alright. I’ll just… think of it as getting to know someone, then?” That was why youths these days got together for sweets, right?

      To chat, catch up, or make friends? Her confusion over this was really the obvious sign that she wasn’t someone normal…

      But it wasn’t as though the other didn’t realize she was a ninja already. After showing her technique like that. . . With that thought, sapphire eyes move to look at the other. ( She couldn’t help but be curious on why someone so friendly… was so calm with the presence of a ninja already? )

      Perhaps it was because she, herself, failed to have much of a shinobi like presence? The thought was vaguely disappointing, but – she did offer a soft, sincere, smile when the other chimes about sweets. However, a vaguely panicked expression appears when the other mentions jumping. “Ah, a-are you sure? I can bring you down, you know…” But the other had requested her to wait at the bottom, and? As confused as she was, she was going to do just that – at the very least, so that she could be prepared to catch the other should something go wrong.

      However, as Isanami quickly stepped off – Enju followed suit. She wasn’t given a chance to head down first, however – but she made sure to throw herself down fast enough that, though a slightly rougher landing, she would meet the other down there and have her hands on her hips to help steady her. “… y-your… really brave, aren’t you?” Enju pants out, panic having forced her heartrate up quite a bit. But, she was smiling still.

      Isanami… was going to be quite the interesting person to get to know.

// elliot march - verses

{ HnKnA } –                    ( ver ) .loyalty╰☆╮(❝Elliot March❞)

      Entirely loyal to the “Mad Hatter,” Blood Dupree, Elliot March ( the “Mad March Hare” ) does what he can to help out around the “Hatter’s Mansion.” Including doing insane amounts of paperwork, and being one of the first to respond to any sort of threat on the manor. He is loyal, strict, and yet… surprisingly naïve. Despite being part of the Hatter’s Mafia, he trusts Blood’s word more than anything. A habit he’d had even before he’d joined their little group. All in all: He is expressive, loyal, sweet – but? Like most Wonderlandian’s? A little bit on the trigger happy side of things.

{ Human Elliot - Wonderland } –                     ( ver ) .confusion╰☆╮(❝Elliot March❞)

      How did he come here? Why did he come here? He’s not entirely sure - he just knows that, all of a sudden? He finds himself in the middle of a very confused situation that… he has no idea how to help with.

{ Human ! Elliot } –                    ( ver ) .loss╰☆╮(❝Elliot March❞)

      ( Based on a theory/headcanon I have about all “Wonderlandian’s” being human at one point, before slowly being absorbed into Wonderland’s politics by being there too long … This verse is the precursor to “confusion”. This verse is still heavily [ under construction. ] As not all of the Wonderlandian’s are given a lot of details about some of this stuff… So? This might take a while to put together still. )

{ Before Taboo } –                   ( ver ) .promises╰☆╮(❝Elliot March❞)

      Before Elliot March became the “dog” of the Hatter’s Mansion, he had a life outside of the Hatter’s Family. One that included him being dear friends with a “Faceless,” one who fought by his side loyally for a … long time. Eventually? The two of them made a promise to destroy each others clocks, if one of them died before the other one. But, surely that’s not something they’ll have to worry about anytime soon, right? Right? ( In this verse, Elliot is a neutral role holder. Also? This is before his friend dies - so he has no particular beef with the clock-tower or their inhabitants ether. This is before his big taboo “sin” while playing the game. So? He’s not being hunted, or in any sort of trouble yet. )

// lawless of greed - verses

{ Servamp – Partner } –                    ( ver ) .greed pair╰☆╮(❝Lawless of Greed❞)

       Possibly one of the pickiest vampires - Lawless of Greed has a terrible habit of picking new Eve’s, and killing them the moment he’s become sick of them. This is usually due to the realization that someone has hit their “limit,” they’ve stopped showing potential. However? Licht has… surprisingly kept his interests, despite everything. And? So far, doesn’t seem to be in any danger of actually being killed by him. ( If his violence is any indicator? Hyde might be the one in danger … )

{ The Sin of Greed } –                   ( ver ) .lawless╰☆╮(❝Lawless of Greed❞)

      The Servamp of Greed, Lawless has been around the block a few times - A fan of art, theater, and the ever-changing world, he finds himself fascinated with those responsible for molding the world. People who can leave “lasting changes,” or become “immortal” and remembered … based off of what they can accomplish. Of course, he’s already made his decision on this topic: No one is going to be remembered. Everyone will one day be forgotten, regardless of the degree of what they’ve accomplished… but he does enjoy watching them fail. Even if only to justify the loss that he still can’t quite comprehend.

{ Human Hyde } –                   ( ver ) .mortal╰☆╮(❝Lawless of Greed❞)

      Enthusiastic and whimsical, Hyde enjoys throwing himself into projects - way too many projects. But? He wants to be part of things. Part of groups. He enjoys being part of moments, memories, and seems to be physically unable to stop himself from wanting to be a part of literally everything.

     Or to stop himself, if he finds he wants to be around someone… for any reason. ( However? Unaccustomed to rejection, he finds himself even more interested in people who push him away… )

// kaede akamatsu - verses

{ Canon Verse } -              ( ver ) .lamentoso╰☆╮(❝Kaede Akamatsu❞)

      Mutual Killing Game - So? The canon verse for the events of Danganronpa V3. This will also probably be the general verse that I use for interactions within the killing game, even if it’s an alternate timeline. ( at least until I have enough branch out to create a different verse for it. )

{ Salmon Mode } -            ( ver ) .festivamente╰☆╮(❝Kaede Akamatsu❞)

      A dating game? Really? When Monokuma announced that they were all brought here for a game and then informed that instead of a killing game they would be playing a “dating game” to determine whether or not people could leave? She is both shocked and... well, not. Nothing about the situation could make this any weirder, so? Might as well at least see if he’s telling the truth. Time to get a date, and hopefully~ escape this crazy place.

{ Talent Development } -             ( ver ) .passionato╰☆╮(❝Kaede Akamatsu❞)

      Just another Ultimate brought into Hope’s Peak Academy - the Ultimate Pianist. She’s a rather friendly individual and a rather passionate one, so? The school life rather suits her. And all these new, equally passionate, people? Are actually someone relieving to meet. After all - she’d been teased for years for being a “piano idiot” because she enjoyed music so much that there were periods of time where she would even forget to eat or sleep because she got so distracted by the music. Finding out that others could be equally passionate about their interests? Was actually a relief.

{ Twin } -           ( ver ) .duet (kagami)╰☆╮(❝Kaede Akamatsu❞)

      The untalented twin of Kaede Akamatsu, Kagami Akamatsu has the looks her sister does - longer hair, kept in a braid, but? Aside from that? Identical. ( She’s a bit more pessimistic then her twin is, however. ) And more importantly? She’s a member of Team Danganronpa. In fact, whereas Tsumugi Shirogane was in charge of the script? She was in charge of picking out the cast from all of the applications.

      Was it out of love or spite that she actually chose her sisters video? That’s the real question. ( This verse is based off the late game spoiler that “Kaede has a twin.” Of course, it was left unconfirmed, but? Regardless - I thought it would be fun to play with the idea. )

      ( This verse is in connection to @chiicxne my canon kaede for this verse. )

// karma akabane - verses

{ END CLASS } –                      ( ver ) .student╰☆╮(❝Karma Akabane❞)

      After being thrown out of the main courses, out of the main campus, Karma has found a place where he can truly thrive. After all: His anger at his old teachers betrayal still fresh in his mind, the option of killing a teacher? Well, sign him up! What he wasn’t expecting was to actually become somewhat fond of the class - classmates, teachers, and all. Maybe school can be interesting after all! Well, assuming he remembers to put forth all the necessary effort. Watch out, A-Class! He’s going to give you a run for your money, regardless of where he sits on the totem pole!

{ Adult Karma } –                   ( ver ) .battlefield╰☆╮(❝Karma Akabane❞)

      Graduating was only the first step - Moving onto his new battlefield, Karma has decided to do one of the things he does best with his life. Fight. No, not physically - surprisingly. He’s decided to become something of a lawyer. Surprising, yes? He is good at it, however. Despite being something of a hellion, he is charming and persuasive. Also? His personality/charisma can do a lot of damage in this sort of battlefield.

{ Assassin Karma } –                    ( ver ) .rotten╰☆╮(❝Karma Akabane❞)

      This verse has two alternatives - One? Karma tried to live a normal life after his time in the Assassination Classroom. But? Despite every attempt to live a normal life, his old training kept calling him back. His violence, though it had been reigned in, kept showing through - eventually? The best way he decided he could honor his old teachers memories? Was to take what he was taught, and actually do something with it.

      Two? Karma’s natural violent tendencies eventually wound him up accidentally killing a man - accidentally, being the misleading word in that sentence. And? By chance, a professional assassin saw his actions. His clear cut, without a doubt, actions. With that, with his natural ability to make it appear like an accident, and with what appeared to be an entire lack of response to his own actions - they took him in and trained him.

{ Demon Karma } –                   ( ver ) .hellion╰☆╮(❝Karma Akabane❞)

      It’s not easy to be a demonic overlord.

      Sure, it comes with it’s perks - real estate in hell, and recently? He’d been able to crave his own place out on the surface as well. You know, something of a summer house. Castle. Thing. Regardless? Having come to the topside for the first time, he’s found himself fascinated with interrupting the day to day lives of the humans in the area. This? Could go… very poorly.

       Karma, though looking fairly humanoid, has a few odd features - His lopsided horns being one of the first, and most prominent features people notice. The others include blackened and sharp-tipped fingernails, slightly pointed ears, and metallic eyes.

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       It was reassuring, seeing the redhead up and moving. Granted, the young man probably shouldn’t have scaled the temple given his currently shaky health. Adlet was quite the lucky bastard—hardier than the ASSASSIN would have given him credit for at first glance. Then again, he’d undergone an apprenticeship under Atro Spiker, and he was the only pupil who’d managed to complete the fiend hunter’s rigorous training. That alone said a number about his abilities.

       His luck was also something to be admired. Had the catlike man shown up even a moment later, it was quite likely that they would have come to the wrong conclusion and killed one of their own rather than the IMPOSTER. Good thing he and Chamo seemed to get along alright when push came to shove.

       Hans chuckled at the redhead’s comment. ❝ I’ve found that’s true, nyaa~ It’s a trait I do my best to live up to, ❞  he added, head tilting as he watched the other settle onto the temple’s roof.

       It was ironic, the two of them resting here, side by side. This was where the assassin had first ambushed the young man, their battle intensifying as Adlet did his best to convince the other of his innocence. However, Hans preferred to let their CLASHING BLADES do the talking, and that was something the redhead had eventually caught onto. ( What a terrifyingly wonderful opponent Adlet had turned out to be! No one had ever had an opening in which to kill Hans—it had taken him by surprise, and the assassin could feel himself itching for a proper rematch someday… )

        ❝ S’not an easy trick to learn, nyaa~ ❞ Hans teased, a catlike smile pulling at his lips. ❝ Maneuvering midair isn’t simple. ❞ Adlet could probably figure it out though. He’d already shown PROMISE for such a skill. He might not have been as flexible or acrobatic as the assassin, but he had no doubt the other man could manage.

       As though he was sharing a secret, Hans placed a single finger to his own lips while grinning teasingly, ❝ Having a tail helps, though. ❞ ( Not that there were many enchanted items in the form a tail out there. The assassin simply happened to have some rather… special connections. )

      Life was full of twists and turns – honestly, never in a million years would he have guessed that one of his companions would end up being an assassin. Nor would he have guessed that one of the obvious choices for one of them would end up being an imposture.

      ( An ASSASSIN was one of the properly chosen BRAVES && yet the warrior/SAINT had been their traitor. )

      L u c k really was on his side. If he had followed through with some of his initial decisions – he might have ended up trying to side with the PRINCESS, as she’d been one of his original companions. However, her behavior had lead her to a small amount of suspicion. And also: Hans had seemed like a safe bet. He had the most unusual title out of the lot of them, he wasn’t renown or well known. Well, not to most. Infamous, maybe. But one wouldn’t likely be the traitor when you already had the most suspicious title…

       “What other traits do you live up to?” Adlet finds himself asking, a laugh on his lips. He couldn’t help himself – having watched Hans battle, and even being an opponent of his himself, he was fascinated with how the man moved. Frankly speaking, he was a NATURAL genius of b a t t l e. One might even be able to mistake him as a WAR GOD with the ferocity in his eyes. “I know I can list a few… I mean, you’re sneaky, you always land on your feet… I suspect that you have nine lives.” He was literally counting them out on his fingers, and though that last one was a joke, he also wouldn’t be surprised if it was true. “How about your hearing and eye-sight? Are they like a cats?”

      I mean, he had cat-like eyes, so it was a fair question, right?

      Adlet laughs a little though at the others comment. Yeah, that was true enough. Midair maneuvers were incredibly difficult, but? Having watched him a little – he’d come up with a bit of a battle plan. Just in case: ( maybe it wasn’t the best idea – but minor explosions would have similar results, in changing trajectory. ) “Yeah, that seems to be a Hans specific trademarked technique.” He laughs, smiling at the other – though? When the older male mentions his tail, Adlet couldn’t help but shift his molten-colored eyes to look at it. It really was a fascinating tool. As a craftsman, he couldn’t even begin to imagine how it was made.

      To create a large CAT-LIKE tail, the materials would be complicated – it didn’t appear to be DEAD/STIFF, so he was fairly certain it couldn’t have come from a living creature. And yet, what would go into making something as flexible and twitchy as a real cats’ tail? It could be a very complex machine / device, or? It could come down to the enchantment and likely, whichever SAINT had blessed it.

      Honestly – these were the sort of thoughts that got him puzzled. As the STRONGEST MAN in the WORLD, and a CRAFTSMAN of weapons – it was really easy to lose him to these sort of thoughts. In fact, he was so puzzled by it… now that attention had been pointed its way? That he entirely forgets to say anything back. Adlet is a potato.

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“ crimson mist “ ll adlet & hans

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❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ Even though it wasn’t her business to ask, she was getting more concerned about his well being seeing him coming back with another injury from somewhere. She was told to stay back this time due to falling a bit behind on her reports so she had to catch up on them again. ❝Geezs, sometime along the line of how long we’ve been partners for, I’m going to lose count of how many times you walk in with injuries you know…. ❞ She sighed lightly as she walked up to him, doing a quick check if there were others.  ❝I don’t know how you manage to get these wounds this time but I’m starting to get worried more about you. Let get these cleaned up before I can dress them, I should have a spare roll of bandages somewhere on my desk. ❞

      To be entirely honest, Hijirihara couldn’t remember when exactly he decided to start relying on his partner more – even though he’d come to consider her a friend, there was a lot of risk in relying on her. He was a dangerous individual himself. He attracted danger, and? Well, to that end, he ended up like this. This was worse then some other times, but? It wasn’t life threatening.

      He hadn’t needed help. He could have managed to bandage himself up – and yet, he’d found himself dragging his feet all the way to where he knew his partner would be. “… sorry.” Though apologizes weren’t usually a part of the awkward young man’s vocabulary, he found himself trying more. After all: He did feel bad that he worried her. . . “It’s not as bad as it looks, though?” He adds, his voice more of a question.

     By comparison to how the “OTHER GUY” had looked, it wasn’t bad. Plus, some of the blood wasn’t his own…

      And the other had been left hacked to pieces in the same manner that he’d left others. The other had liked to leave his victims with little humanity left – making it near impossible to identify them when found. He had done the same. As the KILLER KILLER, that was his signature. Unfortunately, however, he hadn’t accounted that the other might have a gun. Nothing about the others previous killings had hinted about the other using any sort of firearm…

     “… should I start cleaning the wounds?” He asks, tilting his head ever-so-slightly at his partners comments. He could move towards the bathroom and wash himself up a bit if it would help, but somehow he felt she had a specific way she wanted him to take care of this.

Silently appears before Sakakura wearing an orange mustache.

      Somehow he wasn’t surprised that, even though they hadn’t seen each other in a little while, this was how the other chose to appear before him. At this moment, he was struggling a little - should he comment on the mustache? Or no? Would that be giving in to what his smaller companion wanted?

      Baffled, the former ULTIMATE BOXING CHAMPION decides to do his best to pretend that nothing is… amiss.

      “… yes? Is there something I can help you with?”

      That was the right way to handle this situation, right? Honestly, at this moment? Sakakura wasn’t entirely convinced. // @cleanhope

// fuyuhiko kuzuryuu - verses

{ “School Trip of Mutual Killing” } –                   ( ver ) .tragedy╰☆╮(❝Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu❞)

      This is the main timeline for SDR2: The beginning wasn’t so bad – It was confusing and that had put him on edge, he was yakuza,he couldn’t exactly afford to simply brush it off. This could have been an incident. It could have been a kidnapping for all he knew. However, as far as he could figure out? It didn’t look like it. Not at first, at least. But, once the killing game got announced, he made sure to separate himself from the group… while leaving a way for him to continue to get information inside of the group. Of course, even this didn’t work out in the end. Leaving him in a situation where he eventually became a part of the group. But, even then, he could be aggressive and defensive.

{ Normal School Life } –                     ( ver ) .yakuza╰☆╮(❝Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu❞)

      This is the primary verse for any DR3: Despair interactions!

       Despite the fact that he had always attended class anyways, with the arrival of their new teacher, Yukizome, things have gotten a lot livelier. Sure, he still is reserved. He tries to keep himself a little bit away from his fellow classmates – after all. He does have a rather dark talent. And he doesn’t want people to heavily be involved with him or his family. This doesn’t mean he’s unwilling to spend time with his classmates, however. It just means he might have some reservations when it comes to getting to really know someone.

{ Island Mode AU } –                      ( ver ) .trust╰☆╮(❝Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu❞)

      Despite starting out with what he was pretty sure was a kidnapping, it appears their “Teacher,” the overly enthusiastic rabbit, wasn’t lying. This really does just seem to be a place meant to form friendly bonds with one another. To create “hope” with one another. However cheesy that sounds? It doesn’t appear to have been a lie. So? Despite his restrictions at first, he does start to warm up to the others. “If I don’t, we won’t be able to leave anyways. This is in my best interest.” Sure it is, Fuyuhiko. Sure it is.

{ Despair Days } –                    ( ver ) .twisted╰☆╮(❝Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu❞)

       With despair twisting his mind? Fuyuhiko is a savage leader and a ruthless companion to the “Remnant’s of Despair.” After all: Who is better suited for this sort of bloody work? He was the Ultimate Yakuza. From the get go, he had a small army’s worth of people willing to follow his every order. When he fell into despair? It was only natural that he would become one of the more frightening of them. He has an intelligence network. He has warriors willing to do anything he asks. And? He has no shortage of plans of what to do, and how to do it, when it comes to plunging the world into despair.

{ Post-SDR2 / DR3 } –                      ( ver ) .waiting╰☆╮(❝Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu❞)

      ( The primary verse for Post-SDR2 and during DR3:Future&Hope )

      Being one of the survivors from the Neo World Program’s killing game, he like the others, had decided to stick around. Waiting for their companions to awaken. And? Once they did, they were more then happy to repay the favor. After all: They wouldn’t even have this chance if it wasn’t for a certain few who had decided it necessary to give them a second chance. Sure, life is going to be a little difficult - but? That is their repentance. Something Fuyuhiko is more then willing to live with.

{ Mystical AU / Orsus } –                    ( ver ) .debt collector (demon)╰☆╮(❝Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu❞)

      A member of Orsus’ community for ages, he honestly cares very little to get involved with the others on the island. As long as they never become someone he has to collect from? He tries to give everyone their space – with the exception of his partner, Peko.

      Fuyuhiko is a demon of an unranked position – after all, he’s related to arch-demons, and yet? He doesn’t want a place amongst them. So? There was a compromise. He would be allowed to live on the surface, so long as he took a specific job. He’s a demon in charge of “collection,” fetching the souls and such that were promised other demons in exchange for longer lives, riches, and the likes. He is very intolerant of people trying to offer him counter deals, however…

      For the most part, Fuyuhiko normally looks like an average human. At least, until his powers are used – Any use of any of his abilities will make him lose his bind on his appearance, revealing his spiral horns on the side of his head, and his lengthy claws. His eyes also blaze red whenever he’s using any of his magic. Specifically his “ascension” magic, which he can use to pull souls out of bodies painlessly, assuming they don’t try to make a deal with him. Any attempts of bargaining, and he’ll use a far more violent method.