#KnY OC Solace Akumu

[hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha]

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: 𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐎𝐂(𝐬)!

Greetings, fellers! It is I, Author Spife, and today I would like to present to you something new and interesting. That interesting something being my OCs! Fun fact: Author Spife barely has any OCs. I just don't dig them as much as others, but as my silly little post has stated, KNY is the first and only anime that has gotten me to create an OC and that's thanks to one character! Can you guess it? That's right! It's that goofy little demon, Hantengu! Anyways, this post here is the biography post of my two main OCs.

Will I ever post anything related to them again? I don't know! Am I proud to show you this? Yes! But, before we continue, I need to set up a few little warnings that will be present in their backstories.

Warnings: Murder, mentions of organised crime, mentions of abortion, brief mentioning of child murder, Pedophilia, Cannibalism, I do not proofread.

May be subjective to change depending on how many times I reread this and realise.

Thank you @georgette-mademoiselle for encouraging me to do this otherwise I likely would have forgotten and shied away from this idea.

Now, without further ado, let us begin...

𝐁𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢

Last name: Solace

First name: Satomi Kazuyo Nagiho

Alias(es): The Queen Pin, 'Tomi (affectionately)

Birthday & place: Wednesday 17 October 1984, 2:14 AM, Sumitomo Hospital, Osaka, Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 36

Height: 1.77 m/5'8ft

Personality: Sharp-tongued, Ill-tempered, Assertive, Selfish, Greedy, Vain, Observant, Intuitive, Versatile, Analytical, Ambitious, Determined, Headstrong, Overprotective, Cold, Stoic, Strict, Merciless, Demanding, Formal, Respectful, Caring.

Physical description: Tall, Bulky (very slightly), Curvaceous, Young/Baby-faced, Back length straight silky black hair (no curls), Deep brown slanted eyes, Soft upward arched brows, plump lips, pale skin.

Attributes: A slight British twang in her accent due to having been raised in the United Kingdom for the first few years of her life.

Ethnicity: Japanese-Italian

Skills: Swordsmanship, Martial Arts (Taekwondo, Jūjutsu), Gunmanship, advanced perceptions, advanced strength, stealth, agility

Profession: Assassin, Fasionista

𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲:

Father: Fujin Jiro Kenji Solace

Age: 66

Mother: Antonella Iwa Suki Francesca Solace-Takahashi

Age: 70

Siblings: 8 (I have yet to name all of them)

4 brothers

4 sisters

Children: 1

Daughter: Akumu Ibuki Kirara Solace

Age: 12

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬:

Relationship status: ???

Ex-lover: Roman Boris Mikhail Makarov

Friendships: ???

Friendship status: ???

Enemies: 1

Former partner in crime & ex-best friend: Jeslyn Gareth Jackson

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Rivals: 1

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𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲:

Born into rather privileged family and raised in a religious, traditional and strict household, Satomi is what one would deem as 'bratty', 'spoiled' and 'demanding'. The terms are, however, somewhat true. Satomi knew no pain or suffering in her childhood and was quite spoiled by both sides of her family, though more from her mother's side. Her father especially spoiled her rotten but was quick to teach her manners before she'd ever show informal and disrespectful behaviour. She alongside her eight siblings were all spoiled an equal amount but were also heavily disciplined. At home, they were not allowed to wear any clothes that were of western fashion, – with the exception of undergarments – only the traditional and 'normal' clothes that were of Japan. Those rules were set by their father and he was quite strict about it too. If any of them wore western clothes at home, they would immediately be sent to remove the garments.

Her father is also a firm believers of physical discipline and he made it especially clear to his sons when they got in trouble for getting into a street fight with girls. He had taught her and her siblings that they are to show respect to those older than her and speak only when spoken to. He had also taught her brothers that they must never lay finger of ill intent on a woman's head and threatened to beat them senseless if they ever did. He always reminded her and her siblings – especially her brothers – that their mother had worked nine long and hard months to bring them into this world and that he would be damned if they showed her even an ounce of disrespect. Compared to other children, Satomi was always quite different and that's due to her strict upbringing. She was never filthy, loathed the idea of a romantic partner before being an adult and was always focused on her studies while the children she knew only wanted to have 'fun' as they dubbed it.

Her siblings had a pretty good reputation at school when it came to quite literally anything which left her mother and father quite proud... except for her. Satomi was a nightmare when it came to school. She had perfect grades but her behaviour was enough to get her expelled more than four times and this is all thanks to the fights she got into. When she was fourteen, she got into a fight with three boys in the cafeteria and ended up shattering one of the boys' his jaw, gave one a concussion, and broke the last one's hand beyond repair all because they were the well-known bullies around the school and she hated that. She hated people who would bother others for their sick amusement and would always stand up for the victim if they themselves could not, thus the many fights she got into. She had a reputation for her sharp-tongue and witty remarks to both students and teachers also. She never really changed during those years and was constantly (severely) disciplined by her father. He forced her to practice with her katana until it felt like her arms would fall off and forced her to practice her martial arts.

At fifteen, she almost died because of a stab wound. She had been approached at after school hours by a boy who confessed his feelings for her and asked her out on a date. Usually, she would turn any show of affection down and very disrespectfully too. However, that day, she felt nice and saw no need to turn him down so harshly and politely declined his feelings. Unfortunately, the boy had not taken rejection as well as she thought he would. About three days later, when she was walking to the playground where she and her brothers would meet, she was approached by the same boy and two of his friends. He had threatened her to accept his feelings or he would hurt her. She of course declined and in an exceptionally rude manner before a fight broke out. The friends of his were far taller than her and easily pinned her down, however, thanks to her agility, she broke out and managed to stun him. As she about to knock him out, she was speared onto the ground by the boy she had rejected as she was then punched in her face four time in a row, busting her lips and eyebrow in the process.

She had managed to grab hold on both of his wrists but he managed to free one punched her once more, leaving her dazed for just a few moments but enough for him to grab a shattered bottle before stabbing her three times in the abdomen and once on the side of her right thigh. It was then when she realised that the boy was trying to kill her for having rejected him. She struggled hard but the pain had greatly fatigued her and left only one option and that was to scream and hope someone heard. The boy, laughed at her feeble attempts to try and escape and mocked her before calling in one of his friends to hold her down. She fought back as best as she could and screamed as loudly as she could before she was punched and silenced by the boy, who then raised the hand holding the shattered bottle, preparing to stab it into her throat before being interrupted by her four brothers. They had been waiting around the corner of the street across the playground and were headed there until one of them heard the desperate screams of their beloved baby sister. Needless to say, they beat all three boys senseless and almost ended up killing one of them while one of the brothers helped Satomi. This fight continued on for a good while before it was interrupted by their panicked father whose eyes widened at the sight.

Her brothers immediately went up to him, demanding him to call his best friend and send the boys off the be killed by the yakuza but were all quickly shut up with a cold glare from him. He said nothing and took Satomi into his arms to rush her to the hospital where she would lay for a day before getting discharged. During that entire day she was at the hospital with her worried mother, her father had brought her four brothers to his former 'workplace'. He had called up his best friend, the oyabun of the yakuza he was once associated with and had only explained that he needed to meet in person for the events that had occurred, which he was aware of by the time he called. Their meeting was about three hours long and in those hours, his friend had offered his sons a place to work if they ever needed it and that he, as his best friend, was always welcome if he ever wanted to return. The meeting was about how the boys who had ambushed her would pay dearly for having attacked her. He had requested of him to clear their tracks as they would murder the boys and their families once Satomi was out of the hospital. They ended up only killing two of the boys and their families, along with the third one. However, he ended up escaping and was never seen again.

Until, Satomi met him once at the age of twenty-one. She was walking past a café until someone had bumped hard into her and ended up spilling his entire coffee. She turned around to apologise only to be met with the same face whom she had rejected. His eyes immediately widened in fear as he quickly tried to excuse himself. Unfortunately for him, Satomi would not let him go that easily. "I have not forgotten." Were the words she whispered into his ear as she gripped his wrist tightly, preventing him from leaving. "Sleep with one eye open..." She then let go and went her way. Days later, there would be news of a man found dead in his home with no tracks leading to the murderer and leaving his case unsolved. At that point in her life, Satomi had been working as an assassin and had been making a name for herself in the fashion industry. She was an aspiring designer by day, and a ruthless killer by night.

Her job as an assassin would do her well and garner her large amounts of money as she would become increasingly popular with those looking to hire a killer. The "Queen Pin" would gain popularity on the Dark Web and would many would try to track her down and find out the who the real Queen Pin is. Fortunately for her, she had many friends around the world covering for her 24/7/365. Not to mention her family in Italy, who also partake in organised crime. Needless to say, she had everything going well for her, until her rather... unlucky day. At age twenty-four, Satomi would find herself in a nightclub at a bar, tipsy and stressed out by a mission that had gone wrong. She had failed to kill her target and now, she was on the run which is now more work for her since her client demanded her target to be taken care of. As she sat at the bar, sulking and stressing about how she was going to fix her mistake, she was approached by a particularly bodacious gentleman.

"That's odd. Usually, women as beautiful as yourself are on the dance floor showing off their dancing skills." He looked foreign yet at the same time, there were some small details about him that signified that he wasn't. Tan skin, silky shoulder length hair with side bangs, arched eyes that looked slightly slanted, not to mention that he had no accent. Foreign as he looked, nothing about him even gave away that he was except his skintone. He seemed far too educated about Japan and the way he acted was the furthest from a foreigner. That or she's just too tipsy to even notice that he was. It took Satomi a considerable amount of time to process the words he had uttered over the already blaring music until she slowly looked over to her shoulder and took in details about him before replying, slurring slightly though it was barely noticeable. "I don't dance..." The man had laughed at her response before taking a sip of his alcoholic beverage. Nothing too eventful happened except for the man bothering her and trying to make conversation. It wasn't until thirty minutes after he had made himself known that she noticed his attempts at seducing her which greatly irritated her.

Satomi tried to retreat and shrunk back, trying to get him to leave her alone. He had done nothing too inappropriate so far except his flirtatious advances. He hadn't touched or even looked anywhere he shouldn't have, he simply kept his distance. Unfortunately, Satomi made the fatal mistake of having a few drinks too many and eventually gave into his seduction. The man brought her to a love hotel and rented a room for a night before going on with her about their business. The last few things she remembered about him were his deep, emerald green eyes, the way he stripped her of her clothes, laid her down on that bed, pushed in and took her for almost the entirety of the night. The worst part is, up until that point, she was as pure as Virgin Mother Mary. After that night, she never heard from him again, as expected from a one-night stand. While she felt disgusted with herself for having given into her lust, she moved on and continued to do her job as an assassin. It wasn't until around roughly three weeks later, after having celebrated her mother's brand and having arrived home, she began to feel nauseous as she was preparing for bed. Just as she finished brushing her teeth and drunk a cup of water, she gained the strong urge to vomit.

That night, Satomi found out that she had gotten pregnant. Days after having revealed the news to her family and being accompanied by her mother to the abortion clinic, she stressed and panicked. How was she going to do her job? How would she hide this child from the public? Her siblings had suggested an abortion and at first, the sound of being rid of this fetus that was currently ruining her life was amazing. She never wanted children. They were a nuisance. All she wanted was to get famous, get rich and do her job. However, as the days passed by and Satomi thought more of the idea about abortion, she began to dislike the idea. Ruthless as she may be, she couldn't find it in her to get rid of the thing growing in her and thus ended up keeping it. Needless to say, her decision to keep the baby would end up being one of the best and worst decisions of her life.

Satomi ended up giving birth in her own home without anyone to help her as she was being shot at. The target she had been unable to eliminate seemed to have held a grudge, and unfortunately, she had to take lives as she was giving a life. Despite all that happened, Satomi ended up with a healthy baby girl and a multitude of corpses in her home that she had massacred in pure, unadulterated rage. Unfortunately, after the events that had occurred, Satomi would be diagnosed with Mild PTSD and had to spend a few weeks after having given birth living with her parents as they helped her with taking care of her newborn while she recovered from her PTSD.

Five years later, she and her now five year old daughter would be approached by a familiar face...

𝐁𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐤𝐮𝐦𝐮

Last name: Solace

First name: Akumu Ibuki Kirara

Alias(es): 'Kumu (affectionately), Kiki (affectionately), Baby (nickname), The Queen Pin's Junior

Birthday & place: Tuesday 1 April 2008, 10:23 AM, The Solace Residence, Nagoya, Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 12

Height: 1.53 m/5'0ft

Personality: Sharp-tongued, Ill-tempered, Impatient, Assertive, Selfish, Vain, Respectful, Formal, Strict, Observant, Cold, Stoic, Demanding, Sassy, Vigilant, Witty, Ambitious, Versatile, Headstrong, Creative, Artistic, Humorous, Sadistic.

Physical description: Short, Plump, Tan-skinned, Young, Black (slightly) spikey, shoulder length hair with curly side bangs, styled into a low bun and held together with a bow, arched eyes, soft arched brows, straight nose, plump lips.

Attributes: She is always seen wearing gloves (mostly light coloured), slight British twang in her accent inherited from her mother, large tattoo(?) for the kanji "Death [死]" etching itself onto her lower back (current status of mark: incomplete).

Ethnicity: Japanese-Italian

Skills: (Psychological) Manipulation, Necromancy, Flesh Manipulation, Biological Absorption, Unlimited Stamina & Endurance, Aura Manipulation, Paralysing Gaze, Piano skills, Dancing, Gymnastics, Writing, Gunmanship, Swordsmanship, Martial Arts (Taekwondo, Jūjutsu), Presence Cloaking.

Profession: None.

𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲:

Mother: Satomi Kazuyo Nagiho Solace

Age: 36

Father: ???

Age: ???

Siblings: None.

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬:

Relationship status: None.

Friendships: 4

Clémentine Izuki Nobuna Bachelot (Cousin)

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Friendship status: Best friends.

Enemies: 1

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Rivals: 1

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𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲:

From a very young age, Akumu had been told by her mother that she is not entirely human. She herself became aware of this when she accidentally killed a squirrel by merely touching it when she was three and could see the dead (though, that had been an attribute of hers ever since she was a baby). Ever since that day on, her mother had sown her silk gloves in order to keep whatever it was that she did under control. Unlike her mother's childhood, Akumu's wasn't as happy as her mother would have preferred it to be. She had been told by her mother that ever since the day she was born, (most) people have had nothing but ill intent aimed towards her. This showed when one day, she and her mother were walking to the car after a shopping trip when her hand was suddenly severed from her wrist. Her mother had immediately sprung into a action and tried to defend the young Akumu from the perpetrator while she cried in pain. The perpetrator had claimed that "she was not meant to live" and that "she is a cursed child" before continuing to attack and harass the pair until her mother ended up killing the perpetrator in self-defence.

That example of ill intent would be when she went grocery shopping with her uncle, who was babysitting her, when she wandered off not too far away from him, attention having been caught by the many snacks on the rack. Unaware of her surroundings, she was then suddenly approached by an adult man older than fifty, who had been watching her ever since she caught his eye. He had rubbed his leg up to her and tried to converse with her until he was quickly interrupted by her uncle who had passive aggressively told him off. After she and her uncle finished their grocery shopping, her uncle picked her up and began stalking the man. "See that man, princess?" Her uncle had whispered to her softly so that only she could hear as they stalked him. "He's a bad person. A very bad person. And bad people like him deserve to die. They're your food, 'Kumu." He had explained to her as he then made eye contact with her. Her mother was unaware of the fact that her brother knew Akumu needed to feed off of humans. He had coaxed the non-human part of her out and stalked the man into an alleyway near a desolate part of the city, where he killed him and allowed Akumu to feed off of him.

Another instance was when she was three and abducted from her school to a heavily guarded warehouse, where she was trapped into a thick walled tungsten safe until her mother had saved her from her abductors and returned her home. Her mother had given the oblivious Akumu human meat to eat when she found out that blood – human blood specifically – was nutritional for her. For the next two years, Akumu would remain timid and afraid due to the early trauma she suffered until her fifth birthday. Her mother had began to teach her how to defend herself, stand up and talk back for herself, and in general trying to revert her to the Akumu she once was. Fortunately, it worked very quickly as Akumu had quickly began adapting to her new personality. The process quickened even more when her mother would bring her to work after school where Akumu would observe her ruthless and strict behaviour.

Akumu had always wondered who her father was and asked her mother from time to time when or if she will ever get to see him and what he is or was like. Unfortunately, her mother was never able to provide much for her little girl due to her drunken mistake, except for some minor detail, – that being the colour green – and only told her that her meeting her father was an accident and that she had not planned to make her. She reassured Akumu that she was the best thing to ever happen to her ever since that accidental night. After that, Akumu wouldn't ask about her father for a while, until, one day, when she and her mother were going shopping for new school supplies, shoes, and fabrics for her mother to sew new clothes and likely gloves. Akumu had felt a strange presence, a signal-like feeling that had a strange pull on her and left her body tingling slightly. She looked around the enviroment and tried to spot who or what was giving off such strong signals until she made eye contact with a blue-eyed man standing in the shade that looked suspiciously similar to her. As she was about to observe the man more, her attention was quickly grabbed by her mother who led her elsewhere and walked with a sudden haste.

Akumu tried to get her mother to slow down and tell her who she saw but she did not listen and continued her hasty pace until they both reached the car. It was when she entered the car, she realised that the man had been following them. Suddenly, she was relieved her mother hadn't listened to her and continued on until they reached the car. For an entire three weeks, Akumu doesn't feel the same signal that man had sent off, until one day or night, at 2:32 A.M in the morning, when Akumu feels the exact same signal once more...

FINALLY. I FINISHED. SO. THAT WAS IT.

I really hope you enjoyed scrolling to that absolute dictionary page worthy biography of my two silly little OCs. I might make more content of them, I might not, who knows? But until then, that's all folks!

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Divider credits:

Death Kanji

[hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha]

How old was Hantengu when he became a demon?

That is a question Spife is here to answer today and I think the answer is fairly simple.

Now, that up there is a bit specific, aye? So, by that logic, it is technically our answer. Hantengu was 87 years old when he died and was turned into a demon by Muzan. Now that we know how old he was in human years, let's take a look at when KnY began. This post says everything you need to but to save you some time, here's the answer.

We know that during final selection, Tanjirō trained for two years which puts us at 1915. That would mean that Mount Natagumo, the Entertainment District arc, the Mugen Train arc, and the Swordsmith Village arc took during that year. That being said,

as you can see, he's over two centuries old (unless my ass fr forgot my math symbols) and based off of what we have that would be 87 + 200 = 287. This would mean that the math would be 1915 – 287 = 1628 + 87 = 1715. He was turned into a demon in 1715. That was all useless info, but my point is, in 2024 he'd be 2024 – 1628 = 396.

And with that, we know how old Hantengu would have been in 2024. Have fun figuring how much older he is than you.

And to add some useless facts here about some Satomi lore because I can 🥺. Satomi was born in 1984 and the current year my story takes place is 2020 and she's 36 while that takes place. This would mean that in 2020 he'd be 392. Idk what use that is to you but do with that as you wish. 1984 – 1628 = 356 / 392 – 36 = 356. Akumu was born in 2008 and is 12 in 2020. 2008 – 1628 = 380. So yeah, imagine having a husband and dad who's almost four centuries older than you.

That was, all for this stupid post.

[hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha]

Do Solace Satomi and her daughter have a color palette?

And does Satomi’s daughter look more like Karaku or herself?

Yes, they do. Satomi's colour pallete is more green (forest green, emerald green, phthalo green) with hints of yellow because to her golden jewellery. Akumu is more purple (lavender, Royal purple, aubergine etc) and hints of yellow again because of her golden jewellery. Her alternate colour pallete is periwinkle, indicolite, and a light indigo (thr blue indigo).

For your second question, it's a bit of both but when it comes to facial features it's definitely mama. Akumu has the clones' tan skin, like completely but she has more of her mother's facial features (i.e: top lip, filled cheeks, head shape) not to mention that she acts way more like her mom.

Just a fun fact: Akumu's hair tends to go silk like Satomi during winter but spikes up like the Hantengu's during Autumn.