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Biography: Ro Laeng  In long past days of the Eladrin Age, two twins were born to the ______ family; a boy and a girl.   At the time, they did not have names. Their fates dictated that they would not have names; they were born under the red midsummer moon. These twins were promptly, after delivery, ripped from their mother's arms and given to the Laengs*, who above all else, produced top class killers from newborns. The head of the family, a cruel pagan named Alric, had taken the task of raising these twins personally, unlucky for them. He saw this as an opportunity to riches: two could, of course, bring more death than one, and death by La

"So, Erik, is this your first time here? I could show you around if you'd like." Erik was almost amazed that this beautiful girl was so friendly to him. More so, he was amazed that she was a monster like him. "I'd be happy to be shown around, actually," he replied. "Yokai Academy is just up this road." She pointed down the pathway, which was shrouded in the woods. Erik slung his messenger bag on his shoulder, and Aika grabbed his hand and set off down the path. Erik was never a social person, and he didn't have friends back in Iceland. Being a monster, he was always isolated. Now, this girl was holding his hand, showing him to his n

 Erik awoke to find the wind knocked out of him, a jabbing pain in his ribs, and a young woman lying on top of him. "Umm, excuse me ma'am, you're laying on my broken ribcage?" Erik wheezed to the stranger on top of him. "Oh, shit! I'm so sorry mister!" She panicked and quickly rose to her knees at my side. "Are you okay, mister?" Erik was still a little woozy from getting the wind knocked out of him. "I think so. Are you okay?" Erik then noticed who he was talking to. The girl was probably an average height teenager, from the looks of it his age. She had long cobalt hair, and radiant blue eyes. Her green school uniform was tight a

 "Here we are, kid. Yokai is just up the road from here. This is your stop." Erik awoke from his state of daydreaming at the booming voice of the driver, who happened to be glaring back at him from the front. "Well, kid, what are you waiting for? Here we are!" he boomed again. Erik grabbed his messenger bag and hunched over as he made his way to the exit. As he hopped off the last step, he noticed the world around him. The trees were all leafless. The rocks were back as coal. The water beyond the cliff was a ruby red wine that crashed against the strange cliff face. Almost everything was ominous and beautiful simultaneously. "Remember

        Erik, a 16 year old male from Iceland, waited at the bus stop somewhere outside of Kyoto. He was tall for his age, towering at a good 6 foot 4 inches. His shoulders were broad, but the young man didn't have much in the way of visible muscle. Compared to the people of Japan, he looked as if a sickly giant of sorts. Erik was so far away from his home in Reykjavik because he had enrolled in a school here called Yokai Academy. Not many people have heard of it, and even fewer know the purpose of the Academy. Erik was one of the few who know. Yokai is a high school for exclusively monsters. Monsters like Erik. Yokai, as far as he knows