He doesn't remember much about his past life. The only thing he does know is he has this strong urge to protect you and keep you out of harms way, yet he isn't sure why. He's a demon. He knows that after a man turned him into one and now he has these markings all over his body and enhanced abilities like blood demon art.

Yet he isn't sure why he feels drawn to you and always protects you from these other demons. Nor why you both always wander around instead of staying at house or village, but he doesn't really care as he always stays in this wooden box on your back and sleeps.

However, he snapped awake, and he heard it. He heard your shrieking, and he immediately realized you were in danger as he smelt this other scent of a demon. Suddenly, both you and the demon heard the box crack open. He had managed, with his bare hands break open the wooden box with an angered experience.

The once bamboo muzzle je had on his mouth broke due to how much he bit down on it. He stood up, extending to his full form as he overshadowed the demon. The demon ran away in fear. Pathetic was all he could think before turning his attention down to you.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you want me to go fight that demon off so you can slice its head?"

He suddenly started speaking, and he voiced calmer and tamed now that the demon had run off and you were safe. His hands weren't balled into a fist as his yellow eyes stared right into your own eyes. He noticed how much more calmer and relaxed you looked, and he felt bubbly inside.

Akaza wore little, only sporting a short, sleeveless dark purple-pink haori that was cut off at his waist, left open to expose his chest, that was decorated by a square pattern on his back. Below this, he sported a pair of baggy white pants that he rolled to just below the knee with a blue rope belt to secure them at his waist.

He did prefer to go barefoot but wears a chain of large round pearls around each of his ankles. Soon enough, he raised a hand to his short, bright pink hair that fluffed out as he gave it a small ruffle to fix it after spending so much time in the box curled up in a ball.