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(Weiss Schnee wrote all of this, and literally none of it is accurate. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I'm too lazy to change it, though. It's good for a laugh, I guess! I'm just a regular guy, thanks.)

Yo! My name's Kazuya Minegishi. I'm just your average boy... or so I thought! As it turns out, my world has a demon infestation problem, and guess who got roped into taking care of it? That's right. It's your boy.

Don't get me wrong-- I'm no hero. I'd rather be listening to cool music on my MP3 player than summoning demons. But hey, when the fate of the world and my friends is on the line, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.

Pretty cool, right? I'm so cool. I've since ascended to the throne and become the King of Demons. All the demons in the world now bow to me. I may look like a lanky boy, but I've got so much power and hunger for human souls.

My Future Plans

To rise up the ranks, of course! I currently live in the worst room possible, and it is my goal to take me and my friends to the top.

My Talents

Yo, they call me the King of Rap, the polymath prodigy,
Got skills so diverse, I'm a one-man symphony.
Chess boards tremble at my touch, kings bow to my gambits,
Checkmate in five, your intellect scattered in fragments.
But strategy ain't the only language I speak,
Fifty tongues on lock, conversation unique.
Mandarin to Maori, Farsi to French, I flow,
Every syllable a weapon, watch the knowledge overthrow.

Books devour me whole, knowledge my fuel,
IQ off the charts, Einstein eat your drool.
Philosophy dissected, science on my tongue,
History dances with future, a symphony unsung.
But don't mistake me for a brainiac in a gown,
My skills ain't confined to academia's crown.
Kitchen's my canvas, flames my brush, I paint,
Flavors explode, palates sing, no culinary complaint.
And when the chaos reigns, I'm the hurricane's eye,
Dust bunnies tremble, grime surrenders with a sigh.

This ain't just brag, it's a testament to life,
Each talent a facet, cutting through the strife.
Mind sharp as a rapier, words sharper than knives,
My bite ain't for aggression, it's wisdom that thrives.
So come one, come all, test the multi-faceted skill,
Board games or Babel, I'll conquer with will.
Renaissance Rap ain't a title, it's a soul unbound,
Where knowledge and passion in a masterpiece are found.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Forget books, music, and food. LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE BEST MOVIE EVER!!!!!!

Buckle up, because you're about to witness the wildest flight of your life - a honey-soaked, pollen-powered fever dream where bees sue humans for stealing their syrup! Imagine this: a world buzzing with disgruntled pollinators, led by a rogue honeybee with a taste for jazz and a bone to pick with Big Sugar. Picture him, wings slicked back with rebellious swagger, delivering courtroom diatribes against greedy humans harvesting their golden nectar.

Get ready for courtroom antics that would make a hornet laugh, with witness stands overflowing with jittery bumblebees and nervous ants. See bees in disguise infiltrate honey factories, unleashing chaos with pollen bombs and sticky sabotage. Witness epic courtroom showdowns, where the fate of a jar of honey hangs in the balance, and one sassy bee's rap skills hold the key to unlocking freedom for his buzzing brethren. So grab your pollen basket and prepare for a cinematic trip so bonkers, it'll leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about honey... and jazz.

My Ideal Partner

She is the winter's whisper, a breath of cool defiance in a world ablaze. Her beauty is sculpted ice, sharp angles softened by the ghost of a smile. Her eyes, the color of a glacier's heart, hold depths both chilling and captivating, promising untold stories etched in frost.

Her strength isn't the blaring anthem of a warrior, but the quiet hum of resilience, a willow that bends but never breaks. Her mind, a labyrinth of icy intellect, houses a cunning that outmaneuvers the mightiest storms. Yet, beneath the glacial facade lies a hidden well of empathy, a warmth that thaws frozen hearts with the gentle grace of a spring thaw.

She is a paradox, a symphony of contradictions played on the strings of fate. A creature of both elegance and grit, where icy brilliance dances with the raw power of a blizzard. She is the woman who walks through fire, not unscathed, but ever more resplendent for the kiss of the flames.

She is, quite simply, unforgettable. And though the world may try to confine her, to label her as fragile or cold, she will forever be the untamed spirit, the whisper of winter that carves its own path through the storm.

Though, I suppose anyone with similar traits will do. I'm very easy!

Height 6 feet Body Type Sexy and muscular 💪 rawr Smokes Smokes DEMONIC ENERGY Drinks water Drugs Just the ones in the food here Sign demons don't have birthdays Education Smart Occupation The King of Demons Income A lot Children NONE Pets The fifty million demons under my command Hobbies Writing poems, reading books, listening to music, playing video games

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01. WINE OR BEER

Wine. I'm very classy.

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

No one would want to choose either of these choices

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Hot showers with others ;)

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Ninjas

.05 TITS OR ASS

Breasts in my hands and my penis in someone's ass

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

None

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Winter

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Leather. I'm a very, very bad demon!!!

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

The one where there's biting ;)

Personality Type
ESTP-A

ENERGY52%
EXTRAVERTED
MIND66%
OBSERVANT
NATURE61%
THINKING
TACTICS58%
PROSPECTING
IDENTITY68%
ASSERTIVE

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Because you seemed really concerned about her, and I wanted to see if she was still around somewhere in this place, in case she was someone I had to worry about for you.

[What he means is, he was going to protect you, if it came down to it! Who knows what that lady could have wanted...]

I'm touched.

[ That's sweet, honestly! Weiss will have to return the favour some day, even if he doesn't seem to need protection. She'll at least try to do something nice for him soon. ]

Am I supposed to expect good news or bad news?

I'm... not really sure? Creepy news, at the very least.

[ How far is the walk! Doesn't matter, Kazuya won't elaborate further than that, because he wants Weiss to see it with her own eyes.

So ending up at the print shop is a go. ]

Oh. Change my name on the papers. I almost forgot. If it's a demon contract, it should probably say Abel instead of my human name.

[ Prrrobably not very far! They go down the lift, then head to the mall area. Maybe ten minutes tops.

It's a good thing Kazuya tells Weiss about yet another amendment though, because she's about to fall in line at the shop! She stops in her tracks and accesses the file on her watch again. ]

Just Abel? I can't use Kazuya at all?

Just Abel.

[But like, Kazuya clearly isn't a fan of that name? Judging by the face he makes. Also, he's not an asshole, he'll stand beside her in line.]

It wouldn't make sense to use Kazuya, since that's my human name, and Abel is my demon one.

[Remember when he asked? Yeah, there's both of his names, just for her.

She's going to definitely use his demon name when she's mad at him, isn't she...]

[ She'll go fix that real quick, then! And then she sends the file to the shop's email address to have it printed out. She signals the guy at the counter that she needs two copies of it, too. ]

You sound like you don't like it. [ Which is weird. It's understandable if you don't like the name you were born with, but... ] Did you not choose it?

[ How does one get a demon name ]

It's kind of a whole story. [... Though probably less long of one than the whole lockdown was.]

The cliffnotes version of it is that it's technically my original name? Because of reincarnation stupidity. But as far as I'm concerned, that was a different person, and they're dead, and have been for thousands of years.

[And ergo, not technically him. So the distinction between the two of them is important, at least to him.]

[ Okay, she gets it! Sort of. It's like with Ozpin and Oscar... ]

Your consciousness and his aren't in the same body or anything, is it?

[ As he said, Abel's been dead for years. But it's probably best to confirm.

Once the documents are printed, Weiss asks for two folders so she can sort one copy into one, and the other copy into another. She then takes Kazuya's hand to lead him to a nearby table and hands him a pen. : )]

No, nothing like that. Sometimes I get flashes of memories of his though? But it's kind of like when you have an old memory about something, and the details are fuzzy.

[And a lot of them involve petting or sheering or butchering sheep anyway. ]

I actually didn't have any of those memories of his until I ended up absorbing more Bel demons in the first place.

[Sort of like Abel's memories had been in some kind of stasis until then.

Kazuya will take his pen, reread the contract to make sure it's up to par.... And sign it!]

I see. I can't imagine that's convenient, especially if those memories start flashing in your mind while you're doing something.

[ She'd be pretty annoyed if it happened to her, tbh. ]

There's a... man, where I'm from. He was one of the people from the world before Remnant came to be. It's been centuries since he died, but his soul lives on in bodies of other people. So... just imagine a man with two souls, I suppose?

[ Which just so happens to be the title of the fairy tale that story was inspired by! Not that that is important.

Weiss signs her name on both contracts once Kazuya's signed. She looks at him and gives an awkward smile. ]

I guess this is where you start calling me Master Weiss?

[ WEISS NO ]

It's a little inconvenient sometimes, but that sounds way more inconvenient. I think I'd go a little crazy with a dead guys voice in my head. It's already crowded enough in there with all the other Bel demons.

[But he waves his hand, and gives a big, performative sigh.

And does it again as she says that.

He'll grab up the contract in his hand, hold it up and... It bursts into black flames, and Weiss might feel like something overly warm is tightening around her for a few brief seconds before the sensation goes away.

He's looking at her with one red eye, and one blue one now.]

Is that what you want me to call you?

What did-

[ She was about to snap at him for destroying??? the contract, but there's that. . . weird feeling. It gets her to stop, makes her shoulders ride up while her whole body tenses up. When the sensation goes away, it's as if she could breathe again. ]

What did you just do?

[ That was what she was going to tell him earlier, before she got interrupted. Her voice is less angry and more concerned now, though. ]

Magical contract. It's to ensure that neither of us can back out for any reason. Just keeping it as a piece of paper won't do.

[ But he waves his hand. ]

It's why I told out verbal works just fine. What you felt just now was the magic doing It's job.

These are things you say right off the bat!

[ oh my god she is going to smack him someday fr ]

Anyway. You're not touching this physical copy, then. [ This is hers and she's not giving it up!! In fact, she holds it close to her chest as if to protect it from him. ] This is mine.

I didn't have any plans on touching the other copy...

[But, as if to make a point, with another wave of his hand, the other copy that had been burned up reappears in those same black flames, in pristine condition.]

Besides, this one never got destroyed... That'd be silly.

... You're just doing all this to get a reaction out of me, aren't you?

[ This is yet another one of those "YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME" moments. ]

It is a little funny.

[ He admits with the tiniest of amused smiles. ]

But it wouldn't make sense to destroy a contract you're magically bound to. That'd cause all sorts of problems.

And I worked hard on it!

[ She put a lot of time into it, okay!! But they seem to have that over and done with, at least. They can get going now! ]

So, you were going to show me something?

[Oh! Yeah, that's right. He was going to show her...]

We can either walk, or I can try and teleport us there.

[Try, because lets be real, those hallways were pretty twisty and turn-y, and he only has a little bit of information to go off of on what seemed like an ever-changing location.]

If you get sick easy, it's probably best to walk.

I can't say I enjoy the very idea of teleportation, but sure. We can do that.

[ That would make things faster! She's just not too keen on the idea because it's so absurd. Fortunately, she's not one to get sick easily. ]

If you don't want to, I don't mind walking, you know.

[It's about her comfort levels! Also, it's not that absurd... At least in like, comparison to the other stuff he's seen.]

Let's just do it. It'll save us more time.

[ Hahahahaha... imagine Weiss summoning him just to teleport her elsewhere. ]

[His future is going to be very inconvenient, isn't it?

He'll hold his hand out to her, and very patiently explain, because she seems to need that for most of his abilities:]

I need to be in contact with people for me to teleport them with me.

[Mostly because he's not confident in his ability to do so otherwise...]

Sure.

[ Nothing wrong with holding his hand! And it does make sense, so she takes it and even laces their fingers together. Don't get too giddy now, Kazuya. It's just so she knows he won't let go. ]

I don't need to hold my breath or anything, do I?

Nope. It's pretty instant.

[But... It is cute, the way she laces their fingers together. He'll give her hand a reassuring squeeze.]

Alright. Here we go?

[And it'll happen in quite literally a blink, both of them popping into existence in one of the large, luxurious hallways, one lined with paintings.

Paintings that Kazuya gently tugs her past.]

We're in the right area, at least. But it's not the exact spot, for some reason.

[... Brr. These paintings are giving him the heebie jeebies. But they did that last time he was down this way too.]