Ever since a young child Yoko, previously known as Jo, had been trained in the art of the silent kill. Despite his strong love for all living things, he could not just turn his back on his family, and there gruesome ways. So like a obedient child Yoko spent hours upon hours honing his skills, trying to gain the respect of his family. But that never happen...
One night will Yoko was out having a peaceful stroll in the woods, his only true escape from his evil life, following young wolfs playing in there innocent ways. That is when he heard it, the silent but defenent sound of a sword slice flesh, for it had been burned into his memory. Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind, but none of those were any near near as gruesome as what had actually happen. As Yoko rushed back to the village, being followed by the young wolfs. The closer he got to his destination the more he could smell the strongest and most powerful scent he had ever smelled, blood. The thing he was created to pour, was now filling his now open nostrils. As he past the last tree blocking his view from the village, he stood in complete shock. There spread about the dirt roads where all his peers, family members, and town folks. In a instant he broke to a sprint towards his families house.
Laying sprawled across the open patio was Yoko's father, still holding his sword. He is still breathing, Yoko though as he knelled down next to his father. "Jo.. Jo..How did this happen.. Where were you, Jo? Why did you leave us...?" Yoko's father spoke with such a ghastly tone that it broke his concentration. "Father! Im sorry, i went for a walk.. What happen!" Yoko belts out uncontrollably. With his last breath Yoko's father lets out a single word "Tazuka..." and just like that his eyes go dead. "Father! Father!" Yoko starts to scream as he shakes his father's limp body. After a few moments of feeling bad for himself he stands up and takes a good look around. "Everyone is gone.. And this "Tazuka" is to blame. Ill avenge you father, along with everyone else here." Giving his father a respectful goodbye, he sets off inside and does the same to his mother. Showing everyone a little bit of respect Yoko put some essential things into a bag,
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