Name: Hayato Kanji
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Appearance:
Year/Grade: Senior
Preferred Monster: Zombies/Lycan’s
Weapons:
with silver bullets
Fear: For personality 1: Letting those he cares for most get hurt.
Personality 2: Letting Personality 1 get hurt and their father.
Personality: Kanji has MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder, though they are both known as Kanji) so:
Kanji 1: This is the one who people see almost all the time in class; he is a klutz, and a coward, and extremely humble.
Kanji2: This be the one that few have seen, he’s the one who stays up late nights working out to get stronger. He is both very sure of himself and a brave guy. He does have a pride problem, though he does genuinely care about others.
Bio: Kanji was a twin; he was the second one out. His mother died in childbirth, leaving both boys in the care of their father. He cared for them very well for the first 5 years of their life. The twins where best friends, and loved their dad. But when they hit the age of 5, something happened to their father. He began drinking, calling them horrible names, and beating them.
It started off small, a punch here, a kick there. But it grew worse with every bottle of alcohol, and it wasn’t long before they were missing school because they hurt too much.
At the age of 7 it escalated too much, their father wouldn’t stop beating them. He’d beat one, and start on the other. Kanji’s older brother would always jump in front of him and taking the most of the beatings. That’s why Kanji made it, his brother didn’t.
Kanji’s grandparents arrived the next day with the police, they had expected something all along but got there too late. The father was arrested and put into prison.
Kanji’s grandfather had been a monster hunter in his youth and he began training the young tike, and it was he who first discovered that there was two Kanji’s. When he would let Kanji fight weak monsters like zombies and the like, he was a klutz and a coward. So he never took him past those monster, lamented his skill not being passed on, not that he didn’t love his grandson, he just wanted more for him.
But one night, when Kanji was around 13, a Lycan entered their house and tried to kill the family, the old man fought it off as well as he could, but he had grown weak in his own age and it knocked his pistol out of his hand. He had failed his family, but that’s when Kanji’s other side showed himself. He grabbed a silver short sword off the head board (he uses it now) charged the wolf, stabbing it in the leg while sliding between its legs. He made it to his grandpa’s side, picked up the gun and fired one well aimed shot into the beast brains.
The next day the grandfather tried to get him train harder but he wouldn’t budge, until he saw the fake Lycan. He then shifted his stance, and his presence changed.
It seemed that the night of his brother’s death, something shattered in the poor child, so instead of housing one person, the boy’s body would house two. One weak, one strong.
One has next to no skill, while the other is an extremely excellent hunter.
No one knows this but the grandparents, and they love both sides of their grandson. The humility in one, the strength in the other, praying that one day the shattered child would be whole again.
The personalities seem to know about each other and communicate with each other.