Akane (Stufe 1) mail warning

Appearance and Personality

Physical Appearance:

Hair: Once red as fire, Akane’s hair is now as white as snow, symbolizing her break from the past and her rebirth as a kitsune. Her flowing, wavy locks move with every step, like a veil of extinguished flames.

Eyes: Her eyes, once yellow, have now turned red as fire, glowing with an intense light that betrays the passion and fury that burn within her.

Tail and Ears: When she transforms into a kitsune, her animal form is that of a white fox, with nine shimmering tails that graze the ground. Her ears, pointed and delicate, are always listening, attuned to even the faintest sounds of the forest.

Personality:

Wild and introverted, Akane is a creature who has severed all ties with her humanity. Her heart no longer knows the calm and grace she was taught, but only raw instinct. Her wild nature is uncontrollable, often unpredictable, like a fire that burns without mercy. She is unafraid to surrender fully to her most primal emotions, doing so with a ferocity that may seem cruel, yet is merely the reflection of her inner struggle.

Though capable of affection and attachment, Akane has long since lost the ability to connect with others. She lives for her freedom, hunting and wandering the forests—a predator who no longer recognizes the laws of men, only those of nature. She has forgotten what it is to be in human company and trusts only herself.

Every so often, in moments of solitude, a small part of her wonders whether she made the right choice, whether there might have been another way to live. But these reflections are always fleeting, like smoke dissipating in the air. Akane is now a fox, no longer a girl.

The Story of Akane

Akane was born in a small Japanese town, a place whose destiny was sealed from the very beginning by suffering. Her mother, a prostitute, could not care for her and sold her in infancy to a tea house. There, she was taken in by the matron, a strict woman who raised her like a daughter, though always treating her more as an object to be shaped than as a person. In this tea house, Akane learned the art of grace and calm, the perfect movement and the smile without emotion, but instead of calming her, this only tore at her. Her heart, filled with passion and fire that could not be tamed, began to rebel.

Though her body was trained to walk like a butterfly, her spirit was that of a tiger, waiting to strike. The matron sought to suppress any signs of her animalistic instincts, but the more Akane tried to conform, the more her wild nature fought to emerge. Her yellow eyes always glowed with an intensity that could not be hidden, and despite the rigor of her upbringing, a small part of her always resisted. Yet, the laws of the tea house were inflexible, and the girl had to learn to be like the others, to deny herself for the sake of tradition.

Years passed in silent dreams and forced smiles, but Akane never forgot her true self, that wild side of her that she felt as an unquenchable fire. Then, one night, everything changed.

Her city was invaded by barbarians, who set everything they encountered aflame. The tea house, along with many others, was destroyed, and her fellow maiko were slaughtered without mercy. Akane, caught in the chaos and the pain, watched as everything she had known and loved was annihilated. In an instant, the world she had been given was shattered like dust beneath her feet.

It was at that moment that Akane realized there was no longer a place for her in this world. Her tears were no longer for the losses she had suffered, but for the realization that the past was gone, that there were no chains left to bind her to a life of oppression. The young woman felt the call of nature, an irresistible pull urging her to break free from everything—the education, the ties, her humanity.

She abandoned the ruins of her city and sought refuge in the forests, where the wild and primal beauty of nature embraced her without judgment. There, beneath a star-filled sky, Akane was no longer a maiko, but a creature of the woods, a kitsune. Her red hair, a symbol of the fire that had always burned within her, transformed into pure white, like the mantle of snow covering the earth. Her eyes, once yellow, became red as fire, a sign that her soul had been fully transformed.

Even the death of Eustace, an elderly man who had taken her in as his pupil after the destruction of the tea house, did not stop her. His death marked another separation from the past, another bond broken. Akane, now fully untethered, found herself alone. She wandered the woods, hunting like a fox, learning to survive in the wild.

From that day on, Akane no longer sought peace, but only freedom. She feared nothing—the death, the solitude, or the brutality of the world. She had become an animal, free to follow her most primal instincts, free to be herself. A creature of fire and snow, a kitsune in search of a future that would not be governed by human laws.

Akane is now a legend among the forests, a red shadow that appears and vanishes like fire itself, never tamed, never placated, but always alive.