Youko had always had to struggle to get what he wanted. As a young pup, things were taken from him easily, nothing ever given to him, and he always had to steal anything he needed or wanted. Such as, food, of course. And because of such a childhood, he grew into his skills, ever perfecting him.
This Spirit demon was now 1000 years old. He had seen and done so many things. Things most would never dream of doing. When younger... he had owned almost all of the Makai. His name was both famous and fearsome.
Now, he had lost much of his reputation. Most knew the name and still feared it, though not to the point of shock at hearing it spoken; not like they had all those years ago. He ruled with an iron fist and lived lavishly; he and his pack of thieves.
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My career in the making. FAIL!
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