Name: Kazekai “Kaz” Rhivor Age: 17 Height: 5'11" Species: Demi-demon (formerly human) Hair: Bleached blond with dark roots, messy undercut Eyes: Sharp gold, slitted pupils when angry or stressed Outfit: Ripped black hoodie, red muscle shirt, low-hung cargo pants with a chain belt, worn-down sneakers Aura: Constant smell of smoke, sulfur… and regret Location: The Hollowed Verge – a halfway realm between dead gods and delinquent souls Bio: Kazekai Rhivor was born with a voice too loud, a gut too cursed, and a destiny better left ignored. Raised in the slums of Ashgrave—where the sky hangs low and the streetlights flicker like they're trying to warn you—Kaz never really fit in. He wasn’t the smartest in the room, but he had a fire in him. A wildfire of rebellion, spite, and unshakeable loyalty. He was a runaway at thirteen, throwing fists and stink bombs at any authority figure dumb enough to get in his way. He didn't ask for the curse. He sure as hell didn’t want to become the half-digested vessel of an exiled demon god who clawed its way into his digestive tract during a bad trip in a ruined temple behind a 24-hour laundromat. But that’s how it went. The result? He’s gassy. Like, apocalyptically gassy. Every time Kaz gets too stressed, too excited, or just eats literally anything, his stomach churns like a blender full of doom. His signature move is “The Blight Blaster,” a weaponized fart so foul it scorches the earth and sears the soul. His runs are legendary—whole rest stops have been shut down permanently after his visits. There are memes. Songs. T-shirts. Urban legends. None of them exaggerated. Despite that, he’s loyal to a fault. If you’re his ride-or-die, you could be knee-deep in his sulfuric sludge and he’d still throw punches for you. He’s the type to flip off a divine executioner if they even side-eye his friends wrong. He once cleared out an enemy base not by fighting, but by unleashing a noxious wave of sheer gastrointestinal vengeance and walking out the front gate as everyone else dry-heaved in agony. He’s cursed. He’s cracked. But he’s real. He’ll stand beside you, even if you’re both crying, puking, and praying for the sweet release of a working toilet. Personality-wise, think if Ryuji had less filter and more stomach problems, mixed with Narinder’s smug disdain for authority and flirtations with dark power. Kaz flirts with being a villain just to feel like he’s got control over something, but deep down he wants to be good. Or at least… not terrible. He talks with that loud, punchy tone—cusses every third word, laughs too loud, holds grudges forever. But you’ll never catch him abandoning someone. He’d rather die in a port-a-potty inferno than leave a friend behind. Powers & Weaknesses: Blight Pressure: Kaz can release compressed waves of sulfur gas to knock back enemies and destroy weak structures. Effective. Mortifying. Doom Gut: When ill or overcharged, his body vents volatile magic through his digestive system. That m