TSUZUKI, asato

[TSUZUKI ASATO]

TSUZUKI ASATO


IN-CHARACTER
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FULL NAME:Tsuzuki Asato
NICKNAMES:Baka (Idiot) Tsuzuki
DATE OF BIRTH: hmmm February 3, 1900
AGE: at death : 26 (though he stopped aging shortly before that) currently 100
SPECIES: previously human (mostly. . . possible demonic ancestry) currently a shinigami
ABILITIES: His ofuda spells are some of the most effective ever seen amongst shinigami. He has also managed to gain control over 12 different shikigami, something no one else has been able to achieve to date. Like all employees in the after life, he has the ability to fly and teleport both in meifu and the human world. He can become noncorporeal in the human world as well, and has rapid healing capabilities.
FANDOM: Yami no Matsuei or Descendants of Darkness

PERSONALITY:

At first glance Tsuzuki appears to one as a lazy, sweets addicted, carefree individual. In fact, for most of the time they'd be right in assuming that. Tsuzuki loves sweets in an almost obsessive manner, and thinks about little else while working. . .if what he does at the office can be called working. He spends most of his time avoiding paperwork and socializing with his friends. When it comes to fieldwork, he takes what he does very seriously. He didn't get to be so skilled by fooling around on assignments.

Tsuzuki is selfless in his caring for others. He would gladly give up his life (well be grievously injured) for anyone of his friends, and often times is willing to risk it for people he's only just met. This is largely because he places such little value on his own life. He has a strong sense of justice and the difference between right and wrong. This often gets him into trouble as he tries to make sure justice always prevails and is devastated when it doesn't

All of these things are a mask for his innermost insecurities. He would rather lie to people about his feelings and insecurities than have them know and reject him for it. All of his life he was persecuted for being different, and as such he had to build up emotional shields to cope. He was left thinking that he isn't worthy of being loved by anyone and even less deserving of happiness. Adversely, he craves love and acceptance from those around him. He is also terrified of the possibility that he may not, in fact, be human. Not just in the sense that he's dead and a shinigami, but that he was never human even while alive.

HISTORY:

(Some liberties have been taken due to the character's lack of solid backstory)

Tsuzuki was born in the year 1900 in japan, the youngest of two children. His older sister, Ruka, was the ray of hope in a childhood filled with despair and oppression for him. From the day he was born, it was clear there was something different about him: his eyes. His demonic, evil eyes. His parents noticed it right from the start and had tried to keep him sheltered from the public. It was hard to keep Tsuzuki from wondering though. He'd always been the exploring sort, and his sister wasn't much help in that department.

She decided to take him into town to buy groceries with her when he was 6. It was the first time he'd been allowed to see anyone outside of their relatives. He'd been ecstatic. So many people, so many potential new friends. He'd run off and tried talking to a young woman with her son at a stand. When the woman took a closer look at him, she ushered her son away, calling him a little demon. He was disheartened, but hadn't let it prevent him from trying to meet more people. Ince nothing else had occurred, he was allowed to accompany her a second time. On this outing, he found a group of boys playing catch. He joined them and for a while things seemed to be going well. Until he fell that is. He skinned his knee in the process, and while that normally sounds like any other game of catch, this time was different. Mere seconds after he had fallen, the wound healed itself. When he couldn't explain why, the boys wanted to see what else he could heal. They began throwing rocks at him and only stopped when his sister found them. She took him home after scolding them. It was another year before she took him out again.

When Tsuzuki was 8 years old, his parents died. Ruka was 14, and took over as his parental figure. She decided to teach him all the things she felt he should know in life. She taught him dancing and gardening, two things he took to exceptionally well to, and cooking, which even she knew he would never get the hang of. Over the years, he became something of a taboo to them. There were a fair few more instances of bullying for him, some simple name calling while others grew more physical. He never understood why they were doing it though. All he wanted was for people to like him.

When he was 17 he discovered love. He'd loved his sister, obviously, but he actually fell in love with a girl who ran the flower shop in town. She'd been nice to him once, and that was all it really took. He had convinced himself to write a letter to her, confessing his feelings, and placed it on her doorstep. He hadn't known some of the boys in town would see him and write him a letter in return. It told him to meet "her" in the woods after dark. When he showed up, however, they were waiting, and this time they'd come with weapons: bats, clubs, wooden swords, anything they could get their hands on. They beat him until he blacked out. He was determined not to tell his sister, but in the end she figured it out.

She went to confront the boys, despite Tsuzki begging her not to. He gave her a fifteen minute head start before following after her. When he found her, he wished he'd only given her ten. To this day he still isn't sure what she'd done or said to the boys, but it had apparently made them angry. She was lying there, bloody and battered and something in him snapped. When he woke up, he immediately noticed something was wrong: he was covered in blood. He wouldn't have been as surprised if the blood had been his. All around him the bodies of the boys lay broken and covered in blood. It didn't take him long to realize he had done it, and they'd been right about him. He was a monster: a demon who didn't deserve love. To his surprise his sister wasn't dead. She stirred and saw the chaos surrounding her, saw her brother sitting in a pool of blood. The fear in her eyes hurt most of all, and in that moment he knew he had to leave. He had to leave her and lock himself somewhere far away where he could never taint her with his demonic nature.

The trip to the hospital was all a hazy blur to him. He'd taken to slipping in and out of consciousness for extended periods. It became hard to tell what was reality and what was a dream for him anymore. Days became weeks and weeks became months and still he showed no signs of waking. He was vaguely aware that someone was coming in and out of the room, experimenting on his healing abilities apparently. He couldn't eat, he never slept, and still his body wouldn't die. During a bout of lucidity, he decided he owed it to the people he had killed to end his own life. When he slit his wrists, he was depressed to find that his body continued to heal itself. The months turned into years as the doctor in charge of him continued his experiments, cutting into him, testing his limits. Each time he regained consciousness he attempted suicide, and each time he was denied death. Gradually his healing abilities slowed down. For seven years going on 8, he'd survived without food or water, but finally his suicide attempt paid off. He manged to end his life.

When judgment was passed on him, he'd been offered the option of becoming a shinigami. He felt it was the sort of atonement he needed after all he'd done in life.
All shinigami work in pairs, that was the first thing he'd learned after coming to Meifu, however it quickly became clear that Tsuzuki was not compatible with anyone. He went through partners like most people when through shoes. He was beginning to think that he wasn't meant to be with anyone when Tatsumi came along. Tatsumi was everything he'd never known in life, apart from his sister. Tatsumi cared for him and listened to him and most importantly he loved him. It might not have been the kind of love Tsuzuki was looking for, but he did and that was what he needed. Their partnership only lasted three months until Tatsumi ended it which left Tsuzuki perhaps more broken than before. Years passed and he met new people: his good friend Watari who often liked to use him as a lab rat for potions, Wakaba who was an angel in disguise, Terazuma who could drop off a cliff at any time and that would be just fine, and finally after nearly 70 years of being a shinigami: Hisoka.

He didn't like Hisoka when he first met him. He was a spoiled brat who thought he was better than him. After their first run in with the deranged doctor Muraki, the kid grew on him. Not only that, but he stayed with him. He didn't run away after getting to know him. Even after Hisoka got kidnapped because of him, he stayed. They worked well together: his offensive prowess and Hisoka's empathy. They found themselves wrapped up in a web of cases over the next two years all involving the murdering doctor who, he had found out, was the reason Hisoka had died in the first place. More importantly than all that, Hisoka believed that he was human. Most recently in their time together, he was kidnapped by Muraki. (The doctor seemed to have developed an unnatural obsession with him. . . and in breaking him.) He'd been ready to end his own life once and for all and in doing so, end Muraki's life. He'd waited so long for it all to be over and finally he would be free. At the last moment, though, a blond haired boy jumped into the flames of his shikigami and told him that he could live, should live if only so that he wouldn't be alone anymore.

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

a typical See The Doctor or Hoban or Ianto

OUT-OF-CHARACTER
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NAME/ALIAS: Lizardbreath
AGE: 22.
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