Name: Kotone
Age: 16
Race: Human
Origin: Earth
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Cheerful and energetic; these were the words that best described Kotone in the past, before the fire. Kotone didn’t remember much about the fire; only what she had been told by others regarding it. Her house had exploded due to a gas leak, her family was killed, yet she had somehow survived. The young woman hadn’t come out of the incident unscathed as nearly twenty percent of her body had been severely burned. Kotone’s recovery was a slow process as the girl seemed uninterested in even trying to recover. The once cheerful, plucky young woman who had loved life so much now loathed every breath she drew. She didn’t care about living; she didn’t care about anything anymore. Kotone was alone, even her so called friends were to scared too visit the impossible girl who survived an explosion that should have incinerated her. It didn’t matter though, nothing did anymore. Kotone was content to just let herself fade away and go to whatever oblivion awaited her, even if only to see her family again. “If you die, it will be like spitting in their faces.” The words cut into the sorrow filled girl’s very soul. They would not have hurt so much had they not been delivered by a voice that carried even more sorrow then her own. They came from a man in black with skin as white as bone who just seemed to appear at Kotone’s side one day. She didn’t want to hear the words; she tried so desperately to block them out, or to forget them, but to no avail. The man was right; if she did die then what would have been the point of her ever having been born. She knew her parents would want her to keep going, to remember them but not to let their passing lead to their daughter’s own demise. Kotone knew that she was their legacy, that her life was more important to them then their own. It was then that Kotone realized what she had been running away from by letting herself slowly die; it was the pain of loss. Kotone cried for several days after the man had visited her, having said only the one sentence before disappearing as quickly as he had appeared.
It took Kotone two years to recover from the accident, but the scars ran deep, both figuratively and literally. Even so, the doctors were baffled by how well Kotone had recovered, and believed that even her many burn scars might fade with time. Kotone’s extended family was willing to take the girl in, but she wanted to remain near her family’s graves and so they provided her with funds to rent an apartment. Combined with her generous inheritance she was able to get back into school without fear of financial trouble. School was not easy though, nor was being in public at all. People stared, which was to be expected, but the rumors about her were far worse. Some said that Kotone had caused the explosion herself to kill her parents, while others thought her surviving the massive explosion could only be due to some odd powers at work. Eventually Kotone could take no more of the rumors and ridicule and quite school, locked herself away, and was starting to slip into depression again. One day a strange sensation washed over her and she left her apartment for no real reason. Before she knew what had happened, she found herself in a nearby park, a pile of ashes before her and a monster of some kind screaming at her in fear! “Agito” it kept screaming as it ran from Kotone. The girl was confused, baffled, and scared. At that moment a woman named Ebony rode up on a motorcycle and approached Kotone. The woman offered Kotone a fresh start and a new life, along with answers to what really happened two years before on the night Kotone lost everything. Kotone became more freighted, yet she felt compelled to take this Ebony up on her offer. Thus Kotone’s new life began, though the answers she sought would not be so easily obtained.
