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| - Kami, meaning Spirit, is a playful, fair, and just young woman who is named after her title. Kami is a Kaminchu. She along with her allies, Arrai and Mi~Na are capable of great talents. Kami specifically, is able to concentrate her spiritual energy into the form of a Yari and with this weapon, forged through pure essence, is capable of destroying demons and other apparitions. Despite being the weakest of the trio, Kami is by far nothing to dismiss with ease. No matter how cheerful or even hilariously perverted she may be, she is very much capable of killing a quarter of an army with her spiritual essence alone if unchecked. Years before she had become who she was, she was an orphan whom roamed the dirt roads of the Ryukyu's. She was not born here, but this is where she wound up after a small ship carrying twenty was attacked and sank. As she wandered about the islands, she had met thieves whom were hiding from officials and as she met them, they threatened the small child, yet it is unknown if it were out of ignorance or sheer arrogance but she did not fear them. Instead, she oddly befriended them and wanted nothing but food. Despite being theives, they were not murderers; they took her in and protected her. Bringing food and water as well as fruit for her as well. After spending a year with them, she learned their way of life. Stealing in order to survive as well as watching for the authorities. She, with black hair and brown eyes was hailed as the Goddess of Thieves for her tact as well as her unusual senses. She could sense the wills of others whom roamed about and was easily able to identify those whom were out to oppose her and her friends as well as kill or imprison them. This was shortly lived though. At the age of ten, an anonymous tip led them to the thieves hideaway and being overwhelmed, they were killed. With their fates imminent, they bought time for her to escape even though she fought to stay. She could feel that they were given little to no choice and as such, she did what she was told. Taking few things which would reminds her of her first and true family, she ran. Spotted several times due to the large number of law abiding officials, yet she was not captured. She was unsure of how they had discovered their home let alone who gave them such a tip regarding such--yet she could do nothing about it now. Approaching the beach of Onna, she leapt into the water to escape her pursuers and swam. This she learned from the thieves. As she continued to swim, she could hear the men screaming at her, yet it was too late; she had climbed to the portside of the only boat which she saw and hid amongst it as a stowaway. She hid for days and as she hid, she cried. They were her family. Haru, Mitsu, Sanjii, Ryo, and Haku were all her brothers and sisters who looked after her. As she wept, the small ship was boarded and siezed. As she hid amongst the goods, she was naturally taken though she remained hidden. She knew that if she unvieled herself, she could possibly be killed as well...so she remained hidden. Weeks had passed and she had been acting ever so cautious when she emerged from her hiding place. She crept in order to attain food and water and each time she was successful despite small suspiscion as to what happen to this or that. One day, on the third week of hiding, she was taken (whilst hidden) onto a port and it was from there which she left her hiding place and blended with the crowds. As she walked, she took in the new sights where she had been. The people dressed differently, looked different, and the women were much more built in their breasts than she was--this bothered her and racked a bit of jealousy amongst her, yet she soon got over it. Using a small portion of the gold she had, she purchased clothing so that she would blend in. After she had done this, she explored more of this place called Europe. Oddly, it was not much different fom The Nansei. Small marts and people hovering over what to buy and merchants eager to gain business. To her, the merchants were ripe for picking, yet before she could act on anything screams were heard. Her eyes innocent of evil were agape as she witnessed a child being slaughtered before her. His head, cleanly and effortlessly severed in half, blew past her head as if mere trash carried by a fierce gust. Droplets of blood ad tainted her face as she took sight of a terrifying man in Azure Armor. His sword, pouring with blood and that ominous eye within it struck fear into her, yet as the eye blinked, it froze and stared at her and soon, the man himself turned to her. He spoke and when he did, he sounded as if he were not even human. It mattered none, as he prepared to take a step towards her, she ran. Through corners, alleys, peoples homes even--just to escape this wicked knight. It took what seemed to be ages, yet she had eluded him and once again hid amongst another vessel. This time, she refused to emerge from her hiding place. That eye had been staring into her soul as if, as if it wanted her soul. She felt weak when it stared at her and when she had escaped, she could have sworn a small glimmer of relief had fell over the knight, yet she could not be sure. From vessel to vessel, she quickly made her way back to Japan. Though, she was far north opposed to be in the south. As she touched the earth of her birthland, she felt a strange sense of warmth and serenity. Almost as if Japan had welcomed her back into her loving embrace despite her past. Though her past contained no murder whatsoever. As she stole from others, she made empty threats and had even injured some, but she had never killed anything let alone anything. Not even an insect. Yet, as she took in this new warmth and inviting sensation, she used the last of her gold and bought herself food. The sake which she had stolen had been delicious as well, yet, as she drank it, she immediately began to feel light-headed. Sitting herself down and watching the world spin around her, she slowly drifted off to sleep--feeling as if she had been consoled by simply being within the land of the Rising Sun once more. After she had come to from her slumber, she wandered once again. This time, near a forbidden capital which was abandoned. What had lured her to this area been the cherry blossoms. They were beautiful and Mitsu spoke of them often. In fact, she oft wore one in her hair until--she refused to think about it now. As nightfall neared, she had forgotten that she had now been within her birthland of the Rising Sun once more for three days and she had yet to eat after the first day. She was all right though. As she settled down by a lone cherry blossom tree, she was soon approached by a woman. Looking up to her, she could feel an odd sense of warmth about her. Calm. Serene. Almost as if she belonged with her. After offering the young girl a promise of shelter and food, she silently and quickly followed. The woman spoke to her and asked about her sense. This caused a small sense of nervousness about her as she could detect this so easily, yet, as they drew closer to an abandoned castle, she could feel several children looking at her. Not with fear, or anger, but curiosity. The woman explained that she had an unusual gift and that the very same children she felt looking at her with such innocence within their eyes were just the same as her. "The same..." She thought. The Nameless girl looked to this as another chance at having an actual family opposed to being alone. That itself was her greatest fear. Accepting the terms and what she had been and who she was to be, she allowed herself to be taken in by the elderly woman. Soon, she was adopted by the woman whom was late in life and close to death (graying hair). As she ventured with the woman up the steep hill she saw no one. This place, it held cherry blossoms all around and it was beautiful. As she walked the halls, she again felt the other children around her. This was why she had been adopted to begin with as she was told. Although she hadn’t a name, she was welcomed to the vast temple. It was once a capital but due to it’s position it was now nothing but an abandoned palace. The Sakura Dai Gate it was called. Cherry blossoms whimsically danced about the court during the summer months and these were the months she enjoyed most. She found them to be beautiful and as she often danced within their waltz, she was often alone as most of the other children knew not why she was so happy. She knew not why she was. Yet, despite their unsupportive roles she soon made a friend. Her name was Mi~Na. Mi~Na was brought to them due to her superior level of spiritual essence. Not only that, but she was at if not beyond the same level which she had possessed herself. As the two first met, it was not easy getting close to the Ryukyuan, she could see a lot of sadness within her blue eyes. Though she took it upon herself to make her happy and in doing so, she brought her to her special place. Just outside of the Gate itself and while they were there, she made the finest tea from the finest of tea leaves she could buy. Thus they sat. Drinking expensive tea while watching the cherry blossoms whimsically dance about them as the sun set. The two spoke of their pasts. Mi~Na told her that she had once lived within the Ryukyu's and protected a village. She cheered her for this yet, Mi~Na also informed her that the villagers hated and feared her for her abilities. Furthermore, some resented her and cursed her. It was after the destruction of that village that she decided to leave and with her had been a small creature. Her friend which she claimed as her only friend yet, soon she learned the truth that her only friend slaughtered the villagers. Kami stared in silent horror while Mi~Na told her that she killed her only friend. Though this was one thing that she could handle. She embraced Mi~Na and gave her thoughts on the situation. Many demons would use tricks to get their way and for one to be as such and travel alongside her must have been plotting on feeding on her Spritual Essence. In light of this, Mi~Na looked at the nameless girl and then to the setting sun. "Demons of all kinds roam the world. Even the West has demons of their own." Mi~Na said not a word. The elder girl knew she had been correct yet the younger of the two simply knew that demons were said to roam amongst the earth in various lands and even the depths of all oceans. Myths she had heard really. Nothing more and nothing less. "Ever since Soul Edge has come about its caused panic everywhere and now we've got to deal with its remains." Nodding in silence, Mi~Na slowly sipped her tea. The nameless girl knew this from what the elder woman had told her. Taking in the information and cross referencing it with the knight she saw, she knew of it to be true. She had also told the woman that she had run into the that in the lands to the west yet, the woman already knew that. She could feel that the young girl had been bathed in evil but not possessed by it. This also led the woman to the young girl yet, she did not divulge this information to her. Little did she know, she had saved a life that day. It was unknown to her and it is still unknown to her that Mi~Na had been contemplating on ending her own life, yet, with this obvious fact brought to light, her inner flame slowly returned to her. "What is your name?" She was silent. Looking down to her lightly colored tea, she chuckled weakly. At this point, Mi~Na turned to her with slight shock. "You've no name?" Her brown eyes closed, she turned her head towards the steps leading to the Gate and then opened them. "I've been called many things: Brat, Bastard, Hell-Spawn, Whore's Regret, Mistake...but those are just titles..." "They aren't." Mi~Na set her tea down upon the small table and took hold of her hand. "Look at me." As she followed the command, she stared in her blue eyes. "You know by my eyes alone that I have never fit in this land. No matter the good I've done, it was never what they wanted or accepted. That is why I spoke to none of them. Though secretly..." Mi~Na looked down. "A part of you doesn't miss them at all." She said nothing. "That's the saddest thing about it. You protect them and you got nothing in return but their hate." Pulling her hands away, she again looked at her tea. "Do you really think it's right what we are or even want to do?" "It is." Mi~Na struggled to say that. "That's what Kaminchu do. We hunt, and destroy demons. Channel and communicate with spirits if we need to, and protect humans." "I see...so a Kaminchu is to be the sacrifice..." "Sadly, but that's a negative side of it. A Kaminchu is to protect the lives of those who matter from those who wish to murder, devour and other unholy thoughts." "All while risking our lives..." "Yes." Mi~Na looked at her and extended out her arm. With a finger, she wiped a single tear from her face and stared at her hair. This girl's hair was black and now before her eyes a solid streak of white had manifested within her short black hair. Mi~Na doubted that she was even aware of what now occupied it. Though it seemed that she had an innocent and even beautiful spirit as well as personality. "Spirit..." The girl looked at Mi~Na as this word was said. "Ive the perfect name for you." "A n-name?" With her knees to her chest, the nameless girl stared at Mi~Na with curiosity and hope in her brown eyes. Yet as the small smirk wrote itself upon Mi~Na's lips she proudly told her of what she thought. "Kami, meaning Spirit." "B..." "You've just as much to give to others as you've given to me. That's why." A bond was formed that day amongst the cherry blossoms and the setting sun. From then on, she would be known as Kami and Mi~Na would be her "Big Sis".
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