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Night owl, rule breaker, wanna-be ghost. Ghoul's hands are often bloody, his eyes sullen, but he remains well dressed and holds himself to high standards on that front.

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Ghoul thrives in the darkness, empty streets and forgotten buildings. A cool night breeze brings him to life, if only for a moment. Hes aware of himself, but only slightly- preferring to be a ghost on the outskirts of normal day-to-day life. If the earth were to swallow him whole hed thank it. Hes pessimistic at best, and avoids eye contact with strangers unless hes staring daggers. He always carries a knife, and is often sporting his favorite balaclava- mostly for the aesthetic. His fur is soft to the touch, but he refuses to allow physical closeness unless hes in complete control of the situation, or it is someone he trusts with his entire heart. Every day he lives is slow, but forgotten by the time he wakes. Hes convinced hes a ghost half of the time- the sunlight feels wrong upon his skin.

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• ᵀᴴᴱᴿᴱˢ ᴺᴼᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ ᴴᴱᴿᴱ!