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"I was given purpose, that which was given by Ketsu-sama. For many years I've wondered through the lands of Japan, I have only been hated on. Now, thanks to her, I've found purpose once more!~" -Chika

Did you honestly think TheDawnIsNear, aka Azure, is going to be giving you, the most respectable and kind watchers and artists, a back story to me? Hehehe, well too bad for him. As a nekomata, it's natural for someone like me to f**k around with people. And don't worry, not in a harsh way, as most nekomatas would. I respect and treat others fairly. However, that's mostly not the case. Only those I see respectable I treat fairly. Others, not so much.
Just kidding, I'm joking! Azure or Ketsu wouldn't let me do that (or...at least not in the public). Anyway, so quick personalities checks me: child-like, humorous, loyal to Ketsu and her group members, and I can be very flirty...mew~<3.

So here's a little story of me, so sit down for a bit and listen to what Chika has to say, children~!

Before Japan went all steamed and all, nekos were feared and hated by humans. Sure we have super magical powers and all, but does that make us monsters? If so, you're listening to the wrong cat, hun. You're looking those bad nekos. I'm not one of them; I'm a good kitty! Never in my life I have killed a single person, nor did I posses or threaten others. I always treasured life, and killing isn't something I'm comfortable with. I guess the only thing that will make me kill is if I have a very good reason to. Life isn't something others can't rip away, ya know?
But there were times when I felt like life was just unfair. The villagers hated me, calling me a heartless monster, when all I want is a place to stay. So I can be feed and feel safe...But eventually this kind-hearted old man by the name of Daichi took me in! I was so thankful of him! Despite his old age (and wrinkles), he wasn't your average old man. He was a fisher, a loving husband, and took care of 2 children. Wow, for an old geezer, he was devoted for his family. He then accepted me as a family member as well. The children, even the geeezer and his wife, played with me! But even if he already knows I'm a nekomata, he never thought so ill of me. I was truly happy, with the side of me crying with joy...

But one day, he went on to a fishing trip to help feed his family one afternoon, even tho it was part cloudy, he never came back.

I remember I was sitting on the porch, waiting for master to come home, with a worried look. It turned into night as stayed in my spot and I had to go back inside. The next day, one of the old man's friends came by and I heared the news about the master. It turns out he sailed to the ocean, but him and his boat begin to become transparent as if he was disappearing. The wife was shocked. I was shocked!

This was the most odd happenings that...happened!

Months later, the wife took the children deciding its best to live somewhere else, since this home here just brought memories of the old man. However, she said that I couldn't come. I didn't understand....Why couldn't I go with them?
When they left, I was all alone again. Dammit....I'm back to this life again...

The hatred and beatings I recieved resumed, and I was once again in this f**kin' life. After all that, I felt like...I no longer had a purpose.

Until one day, a mysterious cloaked figure approached me, when I was tending to my wounds. As you can imagine, I was backing away from this person, out of fear. Why, you may ask? Well a sword can be seen, duh! What you think I would do?!
But...this person didn't look like she was going to harm me. Infact, she looked like she was holding...I think it was a deep fried tilapia on a clean plate. The person set it down about a feet away from me and then sat down at a safe distance, The person removed the hat he or she was wearing. It turns out it was a she. One eye was covered while she had her other eye visible. She removed her cloak and I grew a bit scared of the skulls that was on her hip and lower back, but I didn't show any fear. I was wondering why she of all people, would just do this for a stranger like me? I began eating the fish anyway. I mean, a cat's favorite, what do you expect?

The stranger sat silently as I was eating, and call me wierd but, I felt her eyes observing me...It was strange, really. Then...she spoke to me.

"I've once told a friend of mine long ago that it's okay to cry.", she said as I looked at her when I was finished. "Crying may make you look weak...but its natural. Let go of those tears and let them fall."

And for the first time ever....I cried. I was sobbing like a complete child. I was in so much pain, in fact too much pain to even care...She then embraced me, a sign that it's alright.

"But in these kind of days, it can make you stronger. Don't weep. Don't sulk. Don't be despaired. Be strong. Your life will always have a purpose for you. You just got to find it, kid."

And I smiled. Ever since the old man disappeared, I felt nostagia and secured. All thanks to this woman. She than introduced herself as Ketsu when I asked, and then asked if...if I can come with her. She agreed, as long as I don't do anything...as she puts it, "stupid".

Once again, I've found a purpose. And this time, I wasn't going to let it go. Not now, not ever.

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"I was given purpose, that which was given by Ketsu-sama. For many years I've wondered through the lands of Japan, I have only been hated on. Now, thanks to her, I've found purpose once more!~" -Chika

Did you honestly think TheDawnIsNear, aka Azure, is going to be giving you, the most respectable and kind watchers and artists, a back story to me? Hehehe, well too bad for him. As a nekomata, it's natural for someone like me to f**k around with people. And don't worry, not in a harsh way, as most nekomatas would. I respect and treat others fairly. However, that's mostly not the case. Only those I see respectable I treat fairly. Others, not so much.
Just kidding, I'm joking! Azure or Ketsu wouldn't let me do that (or...at least not in the public). Anyway, so quick personalities checks me: child-like, humorous, loyal to Ketsu and her group members, and I can be very flirty...mew~<3.

So here's a little story of me, so sit down for a bit and listen to what Chika has to say, children~!

Before Japan went all steamed and all, nekos were feared and hated by humans. Sure we have super magical powers and all, but does that make us monsters? If so, you're listening to the wrong cat, hun. You're looking those bad nekos. I'm not one of them; I'm a good kitty! Never in my life I have killed a single person, nor did I posses or threaten others. I always treasured life, and killing isn't something I'm comfortable with. I guess the only thing that will make me kill is if I have a very good reason to. Life isn't something others can't rip away, ya know?
But there were times when I felt like life was just unfair. The villagers hated me, calling me a heartless monster, when all I want is a place to stay. So I can be feed and feel safe...But eventually this kind-hearted old man by the name of Daichi took me in! I was so thankful of him! Despite his old age (and wrinkles), he wasn't your average old man. He was a fisher, a loving husband, and took care of 2 children. Wow, for an old geezer, he was devoted for his family. He then accepted me as a family member as well. The children, even the geeezer and his wife, played with me! But even if he already knows I'm a nekomata, he never thought so ill of me. I was truly happy, with the side of me crying with joy...

But one day, he went on to a fishing trip to help feed his family one afternoon, even tho it was part cloudy, he never came back.

I remember I was sitting on the porch, waiting for master to come home, with a worried look. It turned into night as stayed in my spot and I had to go back inside. The next day, one of the old man's friends came by and I heared the news about the master. It turns out he sailed to the ocean, but him and his boat begin to become transparent as if he was disappearing. The wife was shocked. I was shocked!

This was the most odd happenings that...happened!

Months later, the wife took the children deciding its best to live somewhere else, since this home here just brought memories of the old man. However, she said that I couldn't come. I didn't understand....Why couldn't I go with them?
When they left, I was all alone again. Dammit....I'm back to this life again...

The hatred and beatings I recieved resumed, and I was once again in this f**kin' life. After all that, I felt like...I no longer had a purpose.

Until one day, a mysterious cloaked figure approached me, when I was tending to my wounds. As you can imagine, I was backing away from this person, out of fear. Why, you may ask? Well a sword can be seen, duh! What you think I would do?!
But...this person didn't look like she was going to harm me. Infact, she looked like she was holding...I think it was a deep fried tilapia on a clean plate. The person set it down about a feet away from me and then sat down at a safe distance, The person removed the hat he or she was wearing. It turns out it was a she. One eye was covered while she had her other eye visible. She removed her cloak and I grew a bit scared of the skulls that was on her hip and lower back, but I didn't show any fear. I was wondering why she of all people, would just do this for a stranger like me? I began eating the fish anyway. I mean, a cat's favorite, what do you expect?

The stranger sat silently as I was eating, and call me wierd but, I felt her eyes observing me...It was strange, really. Then...she spoke to me.

"I've once told a friend of mine long ago that it's okay to cry.", she said as I looked at her when I was finished. "Crying may make you look weak...but its natural. Let go of those tears and let them fall."

And for the first time ever....I cried. I was sobbing like a complete child. I was in so much pain, in fact too much pain to even care...She then embraced me, a sign that it's alright.

"But in these kind of days, it can make you stronger. Don't weep. Don't sulk. Don't be despaired. Be strong. Your life will always have a purpose for you. You just got to find it, kid."

And I smiled. Ever since the old man disappeared, I felt nostagia and secured. All thanks to this woman. She than introduced herself as Ketsu when I asked, and then asked if...if I can come with her. She agreed, as long as I don't do anything...as she puts it, "stupid".

Once again, I've found a purpose. And this time, I wasn't going to let it go. Not now, not ever.