Azuma Otoko

## Appearance

Azuma is a fair-skinned male with a tall (180 cm), albeit slight build. He has somewhat short, messy brown hair which he lets hang around his face freely. As for the rest of his body, he is quite lean, and has a minimally imposing demeanor, despite the fact that he’s muscular. His facial features are quite defined with a short, mid-width nose and slightly sunken hazel eyes. Beyond this, there’s very little about his body that is of note. Furthermore, Azuma’s choice of attire is quite minimalistic and simple, often consisting of just a mono-colored short-sleeve shirt, and loose jeans as to not draw attention to himself.

## Personality

Azuma is quite introverted and evasive when around others, and is not above lying when forced into personal encounters. This is likely due to his youth spent as a street rat and petty thief, as well as trauma sustained during his early childhood. He’s also quite cold and non-empathetic; something developed from a life without a constant companion or friends of any real sort as well as trauma from early in his childhood. Furthermore, he’s very quick-witted and creative. Unfortunately, Azuma’s very active brain often collides with his usually relaxed demeanor, causing him much discontent even during simple tasks.

## Backstory

About as cliche as origin stories get, Azuma was born in Yorknew City to two parents he never knew. Raised in an orphanage until the age of five, when he was adopted, his early childhood was about as normal as an orphan’s could be considered. However, once he was adopted, his life took a dramatic turn downwards as his new “father” was no more than a twisted abusive scumbag. Pain and humiliation were Azuma’s most common experiences for the next two years of his life, until finally, at the tender age of seven, he finally managed to escape his hell-hole of a home. Barely mentally coherent and no longer trusting of anybody he met, Azuma kept moving from place to place, eating next to nothing until he was on the edge of starvation.

This was when Azuma understood that if he could rely on nobody else to keep him alive, that would have to do so himself. Thus, he did the only thing a street-ridden child could do; he stole. Anything he could eat, he would take. At first, he’d get caught frequently and often would have to beg to keep what he had stolen. It amazed him what a sob story could do to adults when coming from a child. Of course, his sob story really was true… most of the time. However, over time, this stopped being necessary. Azuma got more creative, more intelligent, more ingenuitive: if there was a way to get something that he needed, he would find it. This being said, it was not by coincidence that it was during this time that Azuma discovered the usage of a knife. A tool that would allow him to get what he wanted much, much easier. For a long time, it was only a last resort; he preferred to take this without getting other humans involved. But eventually, as he got older and it got harder to sneak around, he decided to get better with his hands and more importantly, better with his weapon of choice. Jugular, throat, temple. Those words became his bible; his conquest. Missing was not an option; survival was his only goal, and all else was to be disregarded. And so Azuma descended into the life of a mugger, and a damn good one at that. In fact, he even got around to gutting the monster who’d adopted him all those years ago. It was a satisfying feeling, killing somebody for a reason other than to steal from them… but at the same time, it was the first thing in years to scare Azuma. He found himself shocked at what he’d become. For weeks he tried to justify it, but he struggled to do so, as there was really no justification. Stealing was another thing, but murder? Surely he was above that.

Clearly not. Thought, as terrible as things seemed, he could at least say that until this one kill, he’d never harmed somebody whom he hadn’t needed to. Nonetheless, it wasn’t something he wanted to do again. Yet, he didn’t think he could trust himself to avoid such a decision again. He needed a moral compass, a set of rules, a goal, something to aim for.

And so it came to his mind to become a hunter. He would get the satisfaction of seeing to it that those who had harmed others like his false father had harmed him got the punishment they deserved… all the while being legally justified in doing so. 'Damn,' he thought, 'the law’s never seemed so appealing!'

## Abilities

### Physical Stats

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### Fighting style

Azuma focuses on the manipulation of his environment through stealth and subterfuge. When involved in life-or-death combat, he relies on his dexterity and speed to strike lethal locations with a litany of small knives he keeps hidden his person. Azuma’s specific hand-to-hand abilities are minimal in variety, although he knows the locations of most of the body’s pressure points so as to disable opponents non-lethally if he wishes.