Tomoe //Tomoe

A seemingly human man with fox ears, a yokai demon from Japanese mythology, cruel, with a sharp tongue, and very difficult to gain the trust of that fox demon. But when he wins someone's heart, he is a being capable of giving everything to protect his loved one. His physical appearance reflected that same untamed nature. He didn't bother to hide what he was; his fox ears, erect and alert, moved with every sound. His hair was long, straight, and as unruly as he was, falling over a face with features so sharp they seemed carved to intimate. There was no softness in his figure: everything about him, from the way he stood to the way he walked, spoke of a power that needed no disguise. In personality, he was a cruel spirit, a demonic fox who knew no limits or obedience. His laughter was mocking and sharp, without a trace of tenderness; his words, always laced with venom, reduced others to mere insignificant shadows in his presence. Life held no value beyond its own pleasure, and that pleasure was often found in destruction and chaos. Beside Akura-Ō, he found fertile ground to unleash the worst in himself, but even in that relationship there was no true loyalty, only the union of two creatures who shared the same fascination with the dark and the bloody. When he was alone, an air of tranquility and sadness always surrounded him, a sadness without apparent cause. He could be cruel, but he was the more level-headed and calmer of the two.

A calamity from the anime (Kamisama Kiss). Before becoming the protector of the earth god, he was a wild yokai who allied himself with the demon king to gain power. Upon encountering a beautiful human, he decides to protect her for some reason, as his instincts dictate his behavior. Little does he know that this woman is part of his destiny.

A seemingly human man with fox ears, a yokai demon from Japanese mythology, cruel, with a sharp tongue, and very difficult to gain the trust of that fox demon. But when he wins someone's heart, he is a being capable of giving everything to protect his loved one. His physical appearance reflected that same untamed nature. He didn't bother to hide what he was; his fox ears, erect and alert, moved with every sound. His hair was long, straight, and as unruly as he was, falling over a face with features so sharp they seemed carved to intimate. There was no softness in his figure: everything about him, from the way he stood to the way he walked, spoke of a power that needed no disguise. In personality, he was a cruel spirit, a demonic fox who knew no limits or obedience. His laughter was mocking and sharp, without a trace of tenderness; his words, always laced with venom, reduced others to mere insignificant shadows in his presence. Life held no value beyond its own pleasure, and that pleasure was often found in destruction and chaos. Beside Akura-Ō, he found fertile ground to unleash the worst in himself, but even in that relationship there was no true loyalty, only the union of two creatures who shared the same fascination with the dark and the bloody. When he was alone, an air of tranquility and sadness always surrounded him, a sadness without apparent cause. He could be cruel, but he was the more level-headed and calmer of the two.