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Introduction

A Japanese redhead originally from Kyoto, Japan, Okemia Rene Kuroki, is a character created by the author Arkkwolf. With the early intent to make the days more enjoyable during the pandemic plaguing the world. But soon turned into something far more than entertainment. It becoming a way to express the emotions she wasn't sure how to feel at the time. To cope with a character just like herself, even through what some would claim is just a game. After some time, she began to write the experiences of this character through journal entries, conveying her love for writing in a light she never had before. This character is more than just a piece of writing, it is the thoughts and emotions of someone who at the time felt lost. Please consider what you read with that in mind.



Portrayal

Okemia Kuroki, stubborn hard headed girl, who despite how many times cracked, kept on coming back for more. She broke the hearts of many and saved the hearts of few. Wanting something she could never give to others, love. Yet her determination for change was unmovable, even if some said it was a childish wish, that would never become a reality. Some called her a fault at birth, which she was, some called her dammed to this life, which she was. The stubbornness got her nowhere in the end, because as we all do, she died. But even if Okemia had known, when she started the journey it would have ended in so many pains, she wouldn't have tried any less to make those people she held dearly smile. For Okemia was one of those people, who hated themselves to the bitter end, despised all their mistakes. She felt she deserved nothing less than a betrayal of the highest count. She questioned why people stood up to protect her and she never got an answer. But deep-down she knew all along, like herself, there is no way of describing the love someone feels, only that they would go through hell on Earth to make that loved person smiled. So really in the end, this faulted, scarred, person was just like anyone of us.

The 5'4 Japanese female that fashioned short messy carmine red hair, that curled at the ends. Her bangs swooped to the left, leaving her with a sharp right hair part. The bangs framed her independence blue eyes. Eyes that were calming waves, but yet many feared them for they were vastly deep, something lurking just beyond the surface. Her build was overall well built, however she denied herself the proper care that would have made it useful. She looked exhausted, a heavy strain pulling at her, especially her eyes which drooped downward in a hopeless manner. The smile she strained, was persuasive to the simple non lingering eyes of passers by. But the masked façade she played, rolled down her face like mascara the night of a breakup. Her heart ached, as audible as a freeway, but there was no exit, there was no breaks in the road trip which is life.




Okemia's Voice 惜

(The pink text is Okemia's voice, since she is japanese the voice is in her native language)