Sakkaku Society - An association of former humans organized to protect the living and pure spirits from Kaosu.

Kaosu - An association of former humans organized to wreak havoc on the first plane of existence, consisting of demons and other creatures of the like.

Shinigami - Also known as the reapers, Shinigami serve as beacons of hope and trust - even though they are often uptight and sour. The average Shinigami has dark violet hair and pale skin, bearing the surname, "Inoue" due to their common ancestors, the founders of the Sakkaku Society. The powers of the Shinigami are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Short-range teleportation, molding (replacing their body with material elements such as mud, stone, water, or precious metals while retaining their appearance - a useful defense mechanism and/or armor), mastery of all ranged weapons.

Kanshu - The keepers of the Sakkaku Society. They act as caretakers, sentries, defenders, and... Well, babysitters. Their every breath is dedicated to the protection of the Society and the lives of the Yocho. Kanshu, besides the Shinigami, are by far some of the rarest beings found on the second plane. Their duty is to raise the newly discovered Yocho assigned to them from "birth"(death) and teach them how to promote themselves through the ranks - AKA schooling. The powers of the Kanshu are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Flight, breathing underwater, witchcraft (hexing, cursing, etc).

Hagukuma Tamashi - Often shortened to Tamashi, these beings are the "nurtured souls". They are formed of Yocho who were among the purest of human souls, born with the most exceptional eyesight, and with the most agile and able bodies. They are most often assigned work as spies, infiltrators, and escorts. The powers of the Hagukuma Tamashi are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Bodily extension, telepathy, and multi-plane sight (able to see through walls, etc).

Yohei - Similar to mercenaries, or simply fighters. They are often difficult to work with, acting brash, rude, and egotistical. They are the warriors of the Sakkaku Society, quite nearly the opposite or balancing factor of the Tamashi. Yohei pride themselves on their strength, speed, acute hearing, and quick reflexes. The powers of the Yohei are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Superhuman strength, telepathy, and mastery of all close-range weapons.

Natural Yocho - These are Yocho who have recently died and are new to the second plane. They are cared for and trained by the Kanshu to become Hagukuma Tamashi, Yohei, Kanshu as well, or even Shinigami if they're proven to be an Inoue. Natural Yocho do not gain powers until assigned to a rank.

Uragirimono Yocho - These are Yocho who have escaped from Kaosu and fled to Sakkaku Society, and are seen as a lower level than natural Yocho due to having previously been corrupted. Like natural Yocho, they do not gain powers until assigned to a rank.

Okora Ryoshin - Meaning "angered conscience", Okora Ryoshin are the Kaosu parallel to the Shinigami (though they are not the founders of Kaosu - that is reserved specifically for Miasma, whose rank is undisclosed). They are found to be mentally unstable on varying levels, going from disturbed to purely insane. They are by far the strongest of all beings (except their equals, the Shinigami). The powers of the Okora Ryoshin are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Empathy, bloodlust (a sudden burst of strength, speed, and power usable at any time during two-hour intervals), and short-range teleportation.

Konketsu-ji - The "mutts". They are treated like military dogs, used like hive minds. They do, however, exercise very strong will when given the chance and can become extremely dangerous. Like Kanshu, they are the guides and teachers of Uragirimono and Yocho. The powers of the Okora Ryoshin are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Flight, breathing underwater, witchcraft (hexing, cursing, etc).

Maboroshi - Maboroshi are the most abundant of all ranks, surpassing even the entire multitude of Yocho. They act as a combination of Hagukuma Tamashi and Yohei when gathered, though whether a Maboroshi is created with the traits of Hagukuma Tamashi or Yohei is completely random instead of by choice. The powers of the Maboroshi are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Bodily extension, telepathy, multi-plane sight, superhuman strength, and mastery of all weapons.

Uragirimono - Most of the "traitors" are created at birth (death), though some are converted and corrupted from members of the Sakkaku Society, hence the name. They are born from the most notorious murderers, cult leaders or members, and mental hospital patients (you'd be surprised how many of these are politicians). The powers of the Uragirimono are limited but not necessarily restricted to: Telekinesis, far-range teleportation, and superhuman speed.

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Affiliation : Kaosu

Rank : Okora Ryoshin

Name : Mikhail "Smiles" Hesser

Date of death : 11/20/06

Age at death : 23

Gender : Male

Appearance : Mikhail is rather tall - at about 5'11", he towers over half of his task force. His skin is pale - nearly abnormally so. His face is thin and long with a pronounced jawline, but not abnormally so. Mikhail's eyes are a dark, pure violet with black scleras, and his hair is shaggy, a pale silver reaching just past his chin while covering his forehead and ears. He is made of a lanky build, though looks are deceiving - he is muscular and lithe. Mikhail loves modern fashion and wears a lavender tank and black pants with multiple cargo-style pockets and a shashka at his side, as well as combat boots and a black leather jacket adorned with studs on the shoulders.

History : Mikhail was born out of wedlock in the Novosibirsk oblast of the Soviet Union (the specific town remains unknown)and was orphaned almost immediately by his mother, a convicted criminal who abandoned him beneath a dumpster when he was a year and a half old. He was soon found by a woman named Vanya Krupin. She later brought him to a nearby orphanage, where he stayed until he was adopted by a German family, the Hesser family, six years later. He became the third of the seven original Okora Ryoshin who had become corrupted by Miasma in the year of 2001 at the age of eleven. He committed various minor crimes, thirteen murders, and three robberies by the time he turned twenty-two, at which point he'd been convicted to the Bethel Institution before he'd even finished his third year in prison. Only six months later, he died of suffocation in his padded cell.

Crush/Interest : None thus far.

Other : The third and only surviving member of the seven original Okora Ryoshin corrupted by Miasma.

     "Oi, Smiles, there's been a little... Development." The thin man glanced wearily up from his place in the office. "Yeah? What is it, Abernathy?" His voice was low and his accent thick, though still carried the grinning attitude of his own alias. A manila folder slid across his desk with the word CLASSIFIED stamped on the front. Smiles glanced up with a raised brow of silver, his smirk widening as he spoke, "Oh my, a folder... How delightful. Do you know how much work I have already?" Narrow, demonic eyes flicked toward the Maboroshi who stood before him. "A-Aye, it's just... It's real bad, sir... Real bad."
      The air grew thick in the large, dark office. The white and blue styling of the place didn't seem to provide much compensation, either. The Maboroshi, Abernathy, stood twiddling his thumbs while Smiles flitted through the folder, and flinched when he finally broke the silence. "Notify all ranks and have someone tele the Sakkaku for me." He placed his hands in a steeple, elbows resting on the desk with a new, commanding tone. "S-Sakkaku? Are you absolutely sure?" The inferior man now wavered. "Did I stutter? Make sure they know it was Mikhail Hesser at the head of this operation. Ensure no one strays... Or would you like me to bring myself joy in the manner of a barbarian? Wrap my hands around your throat... Make you turn blue... Would you like me to do that? I don't think so."
      Smiles was now alone in his office, though he soon stood to make his way out into the large, hellish half of the second plane known as Kaosu headquarters, where each and every rank of his association thrived, giving and taking orders from their one and only leader, Miasma. His hands pocketed, the tall man slowly paced outside of the grand hall of the Uragirimono division. What he wanted to do was sit back, kick his feet up, smoke, and forget about this new Strabovirus thing that was now threatening the entire structure of this world, but now he was stuck sucking his teeth outside the hall of traitors, having to order around the lowest rank of military dogs, most of which were bumbling fools. With a sigh, he raised a pale, jacketed arm in the air to gain the attention of the crowd. "Oei! Monos! Surround sound! I don't feel like losing my voice today, so shut your traps and listen up!" His voice carried as far as the space would allow, and he awaited the bumbling fools to obey his first command.


       The highest Shinigami of Sakkaku Society stood with her fingertips lightly tapping the railing of her office balcony, which held her high above the Sakkaku Society headquarters. Behind her, a rough female voice carried through an amplifier on her desk. "...It threatens both of our associations. Miasma does not seem to know of this yet, though if they do, we have not been notified. We ask that you respond as quickly as possible and rally your people so we can find a solution. To our knowledge, thousands have already been lost to this epidemic, though there is no concrete proof of the cause of this. We do know that it's all due to someone called Rigor Mortis, though this was provided through an anonymous source."
          The Shinigami scraped her nails against the balcony, her head falling forward beneath her dark curtain of hair. "We would be very grateful if you granted assistance. Kaosu telestation, over and out." The amp clicked off, causing the young woman to spin and briskly make her way to her door, where a Kanshu was already waiting. "An announcement, Mei?" The blue uniform of the inferior was a startling contrast to the pure white of the headquarters. "Imadani... Wait a while. I'll be making my rounds first to make sure everyone's in their place and ready to start preparations for something like this. As an Inoue, I will take it upon myself to create a beacon of hope for the Kaosu... A recourse, understood? Now leave, I've had too much of you for now." Her voice trailed off as she squared her shoulders, coldly sweeping past the lower-ranked man with her head held high, as was her habit.
           Stepping out of the elevator, the Madame Inoue began her hourly sweep of the headquarters, paying hawk-like attention to every detail she could see, and this time she wasn't just looking for maintenance or disturbances. Now she was looking for signs of the new Strabovirus.