Characteristics of Nocomi KaguraA Story by Hope RoseI'm trusting that you guys can be mature about this. If you're against anything sex slave related, go away. This is Nocomi's character description.
Nocomi was born to a human family of four daughters and two sons, Nocomi being the third child. Her family had very little money, so once the girls hit thirteen they would go on the slave market. Nocomi was not an exception, and thus became eligible on the market. When she was fifteen, she was bought by a man whose name she cannot remember now. He bought her for his son, who was in the same business as her, though they had never met. He expected his son, Alex, to beat her into submission, but he did quite the opposite. He was a complete gentleman and, while she was never aware of it, planned to have her hand in marriage when they were twenty. Yet that day never came.
A few days away from his twentieth birthday, Alex came home to find a couple of policemen standing in the parlor with his father. He overheard that while his father had stepped out, someone had broken in and killed Nocomi. He was devastated, but his father had made plans to replace her. His plans never came into action. More time passed before her Awakening as a demon. When she first opened her eyes, she felt dizzy. Then she felt worried. Had Alex found me? Was he still alive? Did he kill himself thinking we'd meet in Heaven or Hell? Her caregiver was one of Satan's blood children, and when she questioned him, he wouldn't give her answers. So she began her life as an immortal demon, feeling empty and alone. She made her way from London to France, where she would live for several years hidden from the world. She was different, but was it a bad thing? She had no craving or even desire for human souls as most demons did. She figured it would come, but she never felt it. Nocomi's hair, once a beautiful shade of red as a human, was white at first as a demon. It would later darken, but not for several hundred years. Nocomi walked the human world alone. When she had finally returned to London about twenty years after the end of her human life, she started to inquire about Alex. No one gave her solid information until she found someone that he used to work with, when she was devastated. Was Alex alive? No, one of his customers killed him the night after the love of his life was murdered. Why? Did you know him? I'm his daughter. Your hair isn't his or Nocomi's colour. I'm not in the best health, my illness turned it white. Okay. Well, I should walk you back home so no one gets any ideas. She stopped trying after that. Moved out to the country, where she could live without the constant fear of being found and speculated. The rare times she needed something, she would pick a town or city and go to it when there wouldn't be many people around. In fact, she had hired her coachman through the one man who now seemed to be her father, Satan, and very rarely had to get a new one. When she needed a new dress or something, he would be sent into town and he would buy them for her so she wouldn't have to worry about anything. Yet, she never went anywhere or had any visitors, so she didn't have much of a need for fanciness. The start of the twentieth century came and she felt old, not mentally but physically, due to her lack of contact with people. So she moved into London as the only daughter of an Earl that had recently passed. She had studied him long enough to know everything should the need arise. Then she lived in London until people would begin traveling to the New World, where she began her own voyage over to start over. She kept her life private the whole way there, her fancy dresses with her as well as some less gaudy and more comfortable clothes. Her guilt had never left her, her thoughts telling her that it was her fault Alex had been killed in 1850. Several times she wondered how she could kill herself, having met the only demon with a demon sword and being denied death by it. She didn't realize she would have the second sword brought to her during the second night in the New World, which it did.
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