💖 Kyrenn Kitsuguri 💖

Won from a WTA held by PetitexCosette 

Name: Kyrenn Kitsuguri

Age: Ageless

Gender: Male

Personality: Suave, a smooth talker, calm under pressure and a deep thinker. Quiet, dark, sometimes brooding in manner. More intelligent than most. Devious and devilishly. Seductive. 

Story:

Dressed in the finest tailor made suit crafted from the highest quality materials, Kyrenn sets off to browse Bar Fishbowl in Kyoto, Japan. He orders a Blue Hawaii and gazes around the crowded room, teeming with life ripe for the taking. His mouth waters and he licks his lips as his gaze meets a young man, around 24 years old, sitting alone enjoying the same cocktail he ordered. A smirk dances around on his face and they lock eyes instantaneously. Kyrenn turns to fully face this potential date and flashes his pearly whites and pulls playfully on his suit collar. He reveals a glistening Rolex as he holds his glass up, acknowledging their matching drink choice. The young man, dressed to the nines much like Kyrenn, flashes a similar devilish smile, and a Rolex of the same make as he holds his blue drink high. 

Kyrenn was enamored by this man, he had never felt this strong aura before and it beckoned him to stand up and move close to join the unknown man. Kyrenn had never been the one to move closer to his prey, but he felt obligated, drawn to him like a magnet. Kyrenn sat down gracefully and raised his glass once again, clinking it to his newfound idols "To a beautiful night" he smoothly said, eyeing the man and flashing a seductive smirk. "To a beautiful man" the stranger replied just as suavely. Kyrenn's face was turning crimson and he was flustered at the man's quick advances and unending charm. Kyrenn stumbled on his words, voice almost breaking. "My name is Kyrenn Kitsuguri, and you are?" Kyrenn held his hand out as a token of affection and trust. "Yamigohten Mitsuri, but you're free to call me Yami" and took Kyrenn's hand in his, shaking it with a powerful grip before taking another drink. "You're strong" Kyrenn replied, almost feeling pain from this brief handshake "what do you do for a living?" Yami laughed and it made Kyrenn strangely uneasy. "Even if I told you the truth, you would never believe me." perplexed and spellbound, Ky pushed a little further and moved his chair closer, learning in to Yami "You wouldn't believe my job either" he gave a quick smirk and Yami flashed one back at him without pause. "Okay, if you really want to know, " Yami lowered his voice, leaning in even closer to Kyrenn, whose heart was pounding out of his chest. Yami smelled beautiful, like the most expensive cologne and freshly picked roses with a hint of alcohol on his breath. "I hunt demons" Yami whispered, almost deadpan. Kyrenn felt his body go cold and he fell back in panic, but quickly recovered as to not reveal himself. He laughed nervously before muttering half heartedly "Well, I'm a demon" he continued to laugh, attempting to throw Yami off of his trail. "That's too bad, Ky, I think I could really fall for someone like you. But, I have obligations to higher powers you see." Kyrenn smiled "That's a shame, in my world, I am the highest of authority. You should be the one leading your story, not anyone else" Yami looked confused at the serious statement Kyrenn had offered him but he went on to ask "Would you like to get a coffee sometime?" Kyrenn replied smugly "I hate coffee, but I could go for another one of these" he held up his now nearly empty glass. Yami smiled at him "I hate coffee too. I think this could be the start of something beautiful." Kyrenn's face was hot with a mix of emotions. Was this man truly a demon hunter or was that just the best pick up line he had in stock? There was only one way to find out. "I can always make these at home, would you care to join me?" Kyrenn set his glass down and motioned to the door "That definitely sounds like a plan. Your final memories should be of home, demon boy" Yami let out a hardy laugh and gently nudged Kyrenn. "Let's get out of here, I'll show you my true powers!" Yami stood up quickly as Kyrenn replied "And I'll show you mine." he winked. They left Fishbowl and headed North.

Species: Shapeshifting Demon

Appearance & Attributes:

He stands at 6'2", and is technically weightless in his demon form. In his human form he weighs around 160 pounds and has a slim but muscular build. His skin is tanned as if it were kissed by the sun goddess herself and his lips are full and supple. He applies clear gloss to them to make himself even more appealing and he appears to shimmer like a ray of sunshine under lights. In his demon form, sharp claws are present on his fingers and toes, talon like and thick, and razor sharp to the touch. His normal wingspan is 6 feet but he can morph them as he pleases. His tail is fully prehensile and he often uses it to grip the bars on his bedroom ceiling when he rests. He never has to try hard to attract anyone. He is always the center of everyone's attention and affection when he walks into a room.

Bio:

A sly, seductive demon that preys upon young men and women alike. He prowls around to find only the worst humans and takes joy in ending their lives. Hiding his demonic attributes using his shape-shifting abilities, Kyrenn utilizes his beauty to strike up conversations and convince strangers to accompany him home, promising a warm bed and a fun evening. When he manages to get them comfortable enough to drop their guard completely, he proceeds to strap them down in a specialized chair and exanguinate them. Their screams of horror wash over him like a fresh rain shower and he smiles with delight at his nefarious deed as he watches the life drain from his victims. He bathes in their blood to keep his skin soft and maintain his youthful appearance and devours their flesh to sate his voracious appetite. Without the help of mortal blood to quench his demonic thirst, he would begin to wither and his skin would become stonelike, crumbling under pressure after transforming him into a motionless grotesque gargoyle.