<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">&lt;+&gt; <span class="bbc_u">Kaizen Kenchi</span> &lt;+&gt;</span> </div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">The Feywild Saint</span></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Location: Crystal Falls.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Company:Kiren.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Voice Actor:  Fukuyama Jun (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgSHO3SZLCk)</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Theme Music:  The Resting Aasimar (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0eGnTY85mmI)</span></em></div><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><strong> "Blessed are you...</strong></div><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/7h3Kb3O.jpg)</div><div align="center"><em><br/><br/>As Kiren gazed back at the open tent, it wouldn't be too difficult to discern Kaizen's figure nestled gentle against one of the tent's posts. Fully dressed, yet without a care, one hand clung weakly to a needle and thread. They were tools in a recently finished task of repairing one of Kiren's ripped skirts; draped across his lap and just over the simple silken apron he wore. It was nearly time for him to make breakfast, however, leave to the overachiever to try and surprise the kitsune with hemmed clothes before the start of the new day.<br/>In such a short time, the stillborn child had grew into a young man. A young man Kiren had to educate herself while on the move. How to take care of one's self: cooking, cleaning, washing, reading, simple etiquette, and basic martial arts. The last of which he struggled with greatly, or seemed to. The young gentleman acceded with his nose in a book, but when it came to fighting, he always seemed to fall short no matter what motivation she seemed to use. How could she of put it...he was...rather a wimp. And that wasn't even close with how much his powers had grown. Kiren had no means on training him on his strange powers. Kaizen had had to devote time honing those skills on what little down time he had. The most recent decoration of bruises Kiren had given him in yesterday's training session was proof of that.<br/><br/>He...just still wasn't ready yet. And Jaakuna was ever hunting him. Not to mention the hunters from The Sodekisap. Thankfully they had a large stroke of luck laying low while Kiren refined her own capabilities in providing for the both of them. Kaizen had always been told to keep his powers under control and at a minimum; even during his training. However, it was a wonder if traditional training was cutting it anymore. Something needed to change...<br/><br/>A blue butterfly had entered the tent at this time, choosing to rest on Kaizen's shoulder.<br/><br/>It was the start of a brand new day. But was this fated to be a day like any other?  <br/><br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/></em></div><div style="text-align: right;"><strong> ...because loved are you. "</strong></div>