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Yiro yoshima ♂


xx⋮ □ a g e ⇢ unknown (looks 36)

xx⋮ □ r a c e ⇢ Immortal Half Angel

xx⋮ □ p o w e r s ⇢
~ Gift of Song- casts spells through singing any music
~ Eraser- Ability to erase memories, or peoples existance (though this is dangerous to do.)
~ The Element of Earth


xx⋮ □ c l a s s ⇢ Waiting for confirmation

xx⋮ □ s o n g ⇢ Wasted Years

xx⋮ □ c r u s h ⇢ N/A


xx⋮ □ s t r e n g t h s ⇢
- Earth
- Singing of all kinds
- Playing any kind of instrument
- His memories and words
- Determination
- Milk
- Patience
- Good Listener

xx⋮ □ w e a k n e s s e s ⇢
~ Cold
~ Needles
~ Wrong Doers
~ His Students, for he cares about everyone of them
~ Animals because he loves them


Patient • Calm • Resourceful

Yiro was born as an immortal, but the women he took on as his wife was human. She was beautiful and was always week physically. She would often get sick and would be in the hospital for days at a time. When she started improving Yiro and her spent more time out walking, or doing other things one would do on dates. It wasn't long before she'd become pregnant with their first child, and there was still no incidents of her becoming sick. Everything had seemed fine until one day on they day their daughter was brought into the world she died giving birth to her. Feeling as though he'd just lost his soul mate he left his daughter with her mothers human parents, as he lived from day to day in sorrow, drowning himself in it and seeming he felt like there was no way out of it. Until his dead wife's parents needed him to watch the house while they were away as well as his daughter. He slowly came to the realization while being with her that she was what he should live for now. To keep her happy and smiling like his wife before she'd died.

Though this wouldn't last, for upon the season of winter his daughter fell ill for the first time, having taken on her mother's traits. So it hurt just as much as when his wife died. He was walking to the store when she'd suddenly collapsed. He begged her to keep her eyes open, and her small voice reached his ears saying she was so tired. Before he knew it, his daughter had died as well. He'd cried just like he'd cried when his wife had died. All his happy memories ached like a hole being dug into his chest with a blade. He mourned for a long time before he turned to music for it's soothing qualities, and he was able to relieve the pain he'd bottled up over the years. In time he took on music classes and then teaching them himself. Hoping to let others know the rhythm of the world and the music of their hearts.


⋮ Vampire Duzell Kitty