Aida Kemuri

Aida Kemuri is an original character and is a supporting antagonist in Final Sunrise. She is a demon affiliated with The Twelve Kizuki, holding the position of Upper Moon Five.

## Personality

can i just say she's kinda a slut? & i love him for that, and i am sure you will too. upon her first meeting with you, you probably would think she was on something, a pill or two, but she isn't. she is just excited to be here ! she enjoys life despite living it for at least 1569 days. she also couldn't help but be less wanting for blood even though her kills are quite immense. it's about the compulsive necessity of each prey. but in her meantime, be careful if she gets too close to you. but if she gets too close to you, that means she likes you. With that, lets discuss her obsessive part as it makes up alot of her intentions. they often have,, crushes. and those crushes tend to last long times, or not for a long time since they choose their 'preys' very specifically. you're supposed to last long! ,, they can't help but be creepy as they are very curious! they don't really understand many things, therefore want to make sure they understand, and they need your help. that comes in, they are sick. such as, in the head. they see their prey as books, needing to open them up and gain information. They will infact use you for whatever cost they need. most of that is boredom, but they aren't aware they are bored of life. they want you. most of the 'you' in their life are slayers, and humans. in summary, they have a twisted personality & heart. Regarding their rather good traits, they love to be nice, and have a love language of gift giving, and physical affection. although, cruel at times, and wants to make sure slayers know how to live, ergo, why they want to try to teach them and train them. they also despise children, so it's fun.

## Abilities

WiP

## History

warning : descriptive cruel gore, animal abxse, neglection, cannibilism

it wasn't always easy being hated, and ugly and born to be something pitied? i am half korean, and half japanese, and that was okay, people could tolerate that, but even then, i was treated foreign. which defines as trash. and i had a bad name, that i soon changed. i won't tell you, but just know, it was ugly.

==all of this made me despise my parents, because they were just nobodies & stupid. i was ugly, but what hurts me most is I was shut out, nobody noticed me for who I was. my parents they neglected me and which was a very common case in japan. outside in the cold winter, i got to draw on the walls and sing with this girl I met. we were the same age. she had black hair that went to her shoulders. it was wavy to the slightest, she had cute brown eyes that shined and made almost yellow in the light. she was as pale as a doll, and had a smile that resembled a hand helping me when i am just one foot away from freedom. i was swept away. but clearly, she wasn't? why? was i not desireable? i was cute! i had my mothers brunette hair, resembling chestnuts, and it was shiny & healthy. i had cute black pupils, resembling the pitch dark black skies at night in okinawa. but okinawa, my home place, where I soon had to break up my love with her.

I was sure we had something. we dated, right? but she always avoided me and insisted that we didn't, but with our chemistry I was very sure we were meant to be. why did she not want me? i walked to her, she walked away. i even resorted to following her around, and killing her stupid so called boy-friend just so she can give me attention. i without shame and disgust consoled her sad soul about the sad terrible murder. people say i got away with all of this since my parents neglected me, & that everybody did. they didn't notice i was alive or capable, even though they knew I was odd. i never thought murder was bad, so i didnt hide it and being ignorant is a bliss. i didnt hide it, but i did. i knew getting rid of someone would make her mad, but it was for love. i haven't told anybody about my murder yet. i just knew back then i had to keep it from her because it meant I loved her, and protected her. it was for a better cause..

i killed her useless boyfriend, and she cried, but she cried on me. she depended on me! on my shoulder and not her boyfriends, because he was dead. because of course, why is he your boyfriend when we were dating? that was just plain baloney. but she started to open up after i killed him, could you believe it?... everything worked because i was so smart. then soon we dated. we never kissed or anything, thank god. because it horrifies me to recall that moment she left me, and if she had left an affectionate scratch on me, i would have soon ended my own life.one day i was very much peaceful in her house, with her cat in my hand. i think i killed it, but i don't care if i did. but secretly i do, dont tell anybody. i just am very angry and want to avoid that fact because i think that is why she broke up with me. i was exploring her room for our first ever date at her house, and couldnt help but find my hands on a critter. he had a name and it was 'aza'. very cute name for a cute cat. im sorry if i killed you. i love animals. but i realize that my girlfriend back then was not an animal, but a demon herself. i couldnt understand why she yelled in my face. i had to leave before i pleaded for an answer, which defining it, possibly killing her, but i loved her to much back then to possibly do that, so probably just mangle her up so she would know that she does infact love me. even then, the things she yelled in my face were............. ' monster, what the fuck ? who even are you? '

i don't know. who am i? you know who i am, dont you? she made me sad. heartbroken.

i later left for my house. i havent seen her for years, as i was now twenty and living good!!. but still living at my mothers house since i was too malnourished to go anywhere and clueless. without a job, a life, and had only lived it through by collecting little american trinkets of singers and such, but it only lasted me two years, barely before I became twenty. i lived in a hole near my own house where my parents lived. they never wanted me near them. well, not parents. it was just my mother. but enough about my family. i was asleep in my hole, right? and soon.. i heard yelling , once again, but there was fire and angry faces that reminded me of my mother's expression whenever i stole food from her pot she made for her step children. but the men, women, and children.. they were yelling... my name! i never felt more love, but then again, couldn't comprehend why they begun to fucking hurt me. that love i thought was affection was hatred. they had pickaxes and anything i am sure they could possibly find to harm me. they knew my old name, and it was nice to finally be acknowledged,, but,,,,, it was for the wrong thing. i remember it was her family at the front , leading the mob. over, what, though? they stabbed me, and such. i ran , and ran, but all of them chased me, leaving trails of blood of mine, and theirs as i fought back. but to no avail i bled out. and i bled out everywhere. i tried to hide in houses, splattered blood. i was thrown against rocks, and houses and snow, and left my mark. i had no idea how much blood a human like me could've had! i remember the snow being covered with red, of course. even the trail in front of me, and in back of me, but i think it was something else because it couldn't be me! soon enough, my master, came up to me. i had thought they'd kill me there, but they whispered sweet things in my ear as i even begun to believe god was real at that moment.

i want you to know that my body was in pain, but so pierced and discombobulated and not together- i couldn't feel a thing. my face happened to be intact though. so i could see their face, and hear them. i said one thing, that i wanted to understand. not to become an angel, but a god.

and they requested, "like me?" and i replied, yes, please. i want to be a god like you to relate and understand the demons. but i recall i muttered only the words, ' please, please, please. ' after that as my brain became fried more than it was originally.

but then i awoke! utterly refreshing! i was alive, and okay, but i had woke up with horrible erratic pain, but was alive. and it was my god. and suddenly i understood. i was alive. and so was she. i got working right away and did what most people would call, eating your feelings.

i couldn't find her. i threw a fit and ate her family instead, then soon the whole village in okinawa. i mean, some of them offed themself, i think, since there weren't even a lot. then soon, after finishing after days. i only got stronger during then and okinawa was dying of starvation and recent visits of demons like me, therefore i finished them off. my mother wasn't home, and no, i wasn't going to eat her, monster. i am not quite sure where she would have gone, but i am assuming somewhere like korea. i wanted to go to korea with cities and lights like they had. i wasn't quite exact on what they had, but i am sure it was bliss. and maybe i can go back there and show her i am made for love now that i am a god. a demon. and speaking of demon. i found my love, finally. the one that yelled in my face. yet, she was a weak demon. like me. i dont know when she transformed, but i know now. she really was a demon. and i am too. we are perfect together, i am her. we are both fated. but, yet, she didn't understand. the last approach she ever gave me, was not a hug unfortunately. she ran at me, attempting to kill me! i broke her head off as i was much stronger than her. she hadn't eaten in days. so i also broke her nose. i got her decapitated head, pulled it up to my face and ripped her left nostril, then her right. then slowly the bridge as if it was a banana peel. then i whispered sweet things, like my god did to me. i told her to go find blood and maybe she will be as pretty as me. i threw her head near a broken building. and she just laid there pathetically. i know no love now.

--excuse me if this was confusing, as i write indulging narratives rather 1st person to help you get into my characters shoes. i do not normally write like this.

let me summarize

==she met the love of her life, and lets name her sally. she did not love aida back, and hated her, actually. and aida was very convinced that she was in love with her, but sally was not. aida killed people so easily in this story because she was malnourished and the malnourish fight for themself each day and i notice are strong. and although many people in the okinawa plot storyline were poor and often might be malnourished, she was different due to the fact she was lowkey off her rocker and didn't feel anything else but stimulation that fluttered her heart. therefore not knowing her strength. she ackwoledge that murder was a bad thing, so she wasn't sneaky. she just straight up stabbed him and aida got punched and such, but still made him bleed out. it only took a hard plunge, and that was it. nobody noticed it was her since she walked into the boys restroom. she thought she was allowed anywhere. so sally did not know aida killed her brother and relied on aida for emotional comfort. and therefore was sally's coping mechanism. aida's company. they did actually date and talked about it and sally talked to her about confirming it and not just throwing around that they were supposed to be an item. that made aida's logic grow for 'relationships.' and you may ask, did aida kill her cat? yes, she did. but it wasnt that bad for the whole city to kill that 20 year old. they just found out eventually she killed sallys brother because .. do you know decaying bodies leave hair? well, aida wasn't decaying, but left dna on there, and was the only shiny brunette there. hair holds a past and a story. so thats why they all came after her. demon king, and if its muzan came to kemuri and pited kemuri. she was giving a thing called a death scream or so. saying meaningless nothings. simply, giving her blood, but too much, thinking she'd just die. he wanted her to die in ecstasy if anything. and if she survived maybe she is that strong, and explains why she survived that many punctures that made her body literally invisible showing bone structure everywhere but where they belonged. muzan couldnt help but be like 'wooaaa :3 ' when he saw her again. she became such a big demon by the way she slowly killed, and played pretend.thank you for your time and reading. if you need clarification, dm me, as this was made at 5am. my back hurts.