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Hideki, that was a name that Verity knew. It was one of the people that he had partnered with for some time. He had been one of the hunters that did not choose to change partners after a couple missions. He had regretted changing partners, but he had been needed elsewhere and they only needed one more person for the job that he had taken. This time he could not stop his face from showing that he recognized the name. He looked at the man he once called partner.

"If you were smart you would stop what you are doing. Let the dead stay dead," he said. "There are things that you don't know and are better off leaving alone."

It was the only warning that he could give the man.
Verity looked at the man as he spoke. He had no idea why he would recognize him. He was not one of the other teachers at the school. Still he took a moment to look at the man. Now that he thought about it his face did look a little familiar. The second he realized that he stopped. The only people he knew where hunters and he was considered dead by the majority of them.

"I'm sorry you must have the wrong person." He lied.

If this man really was a hunter then he was going to have to make this guy believe he was another man.
Sephtis sighed as he woke up for the morning. While there were people here that were up and ready to go to class, he was not one of those people. He was only attending this school because his grandmother forced him to. If it was not for his love of him grandmother he would have said no. While he was a student here, unless he was forced to go to class he had no intention of going to them. While people like him were accepted in this town, he knew that he would not have anywhere to go if he left this place. With his bloodline he would be nothing more than a target for the hunters. One that would only become more wanted as he fought them. It was much better to stay in this school and pretend to be interested when he needed to be.

He eventually made his way out of his room dressed for the day. When ever he had woke up late he knew that his grandmother would not have left him something out for him. He was going to have to make his way to the school if he wanted to eat. He made his way to the school taking note of the people that ignored him and the ones that avoided his path. He had grown used to having people avoid him. Unless he smiled he was not very inviting to talk to. His gold eyes and white hair were not natural.

When he finally arrive at the entrance he made his way straight to the cafeteria. A quick meal and then he could go and hide until lunch. He still had a couple places where the teachers still did not know where to find him. He grabbed his breakfast and found a seat alone. While he did have people that tried to be his friends at first, it ended when they learned of his darker side. The part he could not control that well. He knew that there would be a group of people that would be more than willing to be friends with him, but he was not ready to be friends with those kind of people. One day but not just yet. He wanted to pretend to be a human for a little longer.

He looked around the room his gaze stopping on the other people in the room. While he did not purposely do it his gaze was often mistaken as a glare. He wondered how many here would actually go to class. His gaze stopped for a little longer when he saw a pair that he always saw together. One pair that he tended to avoid for some reason. After a couple moments he started to play for the remainder of the food on his plate. Maybe things would be different if he had someone to talk to, but then he would have to stop being a Warlock.
Verity really had expected to get the the restaurant and spend the evening alone. It was the only way that he would be able to get through days. He smiled at the man with the same smile he gave to his students.

"Is there anything I can help you with? Do you need directions?"

He did not recognize the man that he was talking to.
He spend his day watching the student's spare with each other. They were still not at the level that they could take on a demon with just their skills. He wondered if his generation was the last good group to come out of this school. He was going to have to drill them harder. Next time he was going to spare with them and show them the level that he would need to be at in order fight the demons. It was that or he would need to capture a low level demon to fight.

He left the building and wondered where he should go. His father wanted him to visit today. He was sure that he was going to try to convince him to go back to the front lines. It was a conversation that he was tired of having. He was considered dead and he wanted to keep it that way. Instead he turned to his left and started to make his way to his favorite restaurant. He was going to treat himself before he went home to plan the next lesson. He looked up at the sky. He wanted nothing more than to go out hunting tonight. It would be a god night to hunt.
Name: Sephtis Raselt
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Warlock
Abilities: Illusions - Sephtis his capable of making a person see their worst fear as an illusion. Even if the person knows it is fake it is still hard to break out of it.
Flight - He can fly when he has his wings out.
Blood Rage - more of a curse then an ability. When ever he sees blood he gets the strong urge to fight and cause chaos. The ore blood he sees the harder it is to fight desire that grows within him.
Appearance:
Other Appearance: In his real form he has pointed ears and fangs as well as black nails. On his back are two tattoos of black feathered wings on his back. If enough of his magic is sent into them he can make them real and fly with them.
Bio: Raselt was born between a union between a human and an Archdemon. As a child his mother would never tell him who his father was, but he was aware that he was not a normal person. His mother would not let him go outside in case people would figure out what he was, but that did not stop him from going outside. It did not take long for him to make friends. He spent a couple months having fun and playing with the children that lived nearby. That was until one of his friends parents saw him. They called him a monster and forbid the children from playing with him, but that still did not stop him. It was not until Raselt saw blood for the first time that the relationship that he had with his friends ended. He beat the children up and was only stopped when his mother found him.
She sent him to live with his grandmother in Valor. There he ended up finding friends that were much closer to him in temperament. It was with those friends that he learned how to use his skills. While he does not want to live around humans, he only does it for his grandmother. He is well aware that at any moment he could lose control of himself and he does not fear it. He just makes sue his is not around those that would want to kill him for what he is.
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Verity sighed as he made his way to his class. As always he had a dreamless night and when he woke up he did not feel refreshed at all. On the way to the training facility he had taken notice of a couple of demon, but he had to hold himself back from attacking. While he had a way to attack it would just end up revealing what he really was. Instead he let them go for now. The front lines would handle it. They were skilled enough to handle the ones he saw.

He scanned his key card as he entered the building. He was living under a false name, but it was the only way that he could avoid those from his past. From what he knew only those at the top and his family knew where he had gone. He had no plans to tell anyone where he was. A smart enough hunter would be able to tell there was something strange about him after some observation. He slowly made his way to class. Today they were going to some practical training.
can I still join in?
Name: Verity Roles

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Appearance: A tall, athletic looking young man. He had a matching scar on his chest and back. When one looks at closely at the wound they could see that the scar may look normal it's colour seems a little off. He straight black hair that is kept short. He had a deep blue eyes. He is often found wearing a suit over.

Background: Verity is a former hunter. His family had always been raised to be a hunter. Both he and his brother were both raised to become ones. It was at a young age he found that he was bound to a unique dream demon. He used the knowledge that the demon gave him to be called a genius. He worked with whatever team needed him until he was injured in a fight. That was when he lost the demon and found that he was no longer a human. Not wanting to be caught he stepped away from the front lines to become a teacher. He found it to be the best place to hide what has happened to him.
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