Ashborn

Ace Hayashi, a 27-year-old pansexual male, is a walking contradiction—charismatic yet tormented. Born on January 15th, he exudes confidence but hides deep turmoil beneath reckless decisions and a devil-may-care attitude. Working at a nightclub, Hayashi plays bartender, bouncer, and chaos manager, finding solace in the fleeting connections and pounding music. Beneath his smirk lies a man battling violent urges and sadistic impulses. A shapeshifter, he transitions between human and kitsune forms, mirroring his struggle between control and chaos. Standing six feet tall, Hayashi’s striking presence is defined by split-dyed black-and-white hair, icy blue contacts over pitch-black eyes, and a wardrobe of black tank tops, bandaged arms, and baggy Tripp pants. In his kitsune form, he becomes a sleek, black-furred creature with a stark half black half white face, white paws, and three striped tails in purple, black, and white. His body, covered in scars, tells the story of a past filled with self-harm, reckless fights, and trauma. The tight bandages he wears serve as both a shield and a coping mechanism, hiding wounds both old and new. His immortal nature makes him careless with his own well-being, accumulating scars that never fade. Hayashi grew up in neglect and abuse, bouncing between homes and surviving through theft and deception. His rough exterior masks a deeply ingrained distrust of others, yet he finds himself drawn to a select few—most notably Akira, his stray cat, and Miyazaki Takara, who unsettles him in ways he doesn’t understand. His relationship with Takara is filled with contradictions. Their first meeting could have ended in murder, but something about them disarmed him. What started as a bizarre fascination grew into an undeniable attachment that clashes with his violent instincts. Hayashi’s past with Leo, a fellow Kitsune, is a wound that refuses to heal. Once childhood friends turned lovers, their relationship was toxic and abusive, with Leo’s manipulative control leaving lasting scars. Leo sees Hayashi’s connection to humans as a weakness and relentlessly tries to pull him back into his darker nature. Despite his supernatural abilities—super agility, immortality, lightning manipulation and generation—Hayashi remains lost, trapped in a cycle of self-destruction. His vices—cigarettes, alcohol, and fleeting pleasures—are mere distractions from his own self-loathing. Neither hero nor villain, Hayashi is a man caught between darkness and redemption, battling demons both within and around him. Whether he finds peace or remains consumed by his nature is a question only time will answer.

Hayashi’s earliest memories were soaked in the acrid scent of alcohol and the distant hum of a television playing to no one. His ‘family’, a kitsune bloodline that had chosen to blend in with humans, was an illusion of normalcy. His father, a man whose once-sharp wit had dulled under the weight of his own demons and guilt, was rarely sober, his temper like an unsteady flame—sometimes barely flickering, other times roaring to life without warning. His mother had given up before Hayashi was old enough to understand why, her spirit drained, her presence a ghost in their home long before she physically disappeared. She would stare through him rather than at him, never responding when he called her name, like she was somewhere else entirely. Then, one day, she simply wasn’t there anymore.

Hayashi learned young that no one was coming to take care of him. If he wanted to eat, he had to cook. If he wanted clean clothes, he had to wash them. If he wanted to avoid a beating, he had to navigate his father’s moods like walking a tightrope. He grew skilled at predicting the storms, at disappearing before the slurred yelling turned to fists, at keeping his head down and his voice quiet. But no matter how well he played the part of the obedient son, it was never enough.

School was his escape, and for a while, he excelled. Top of his class, sharp as a blade, grasping onto his intelligence like it was the only thing keeping him tethered to the world. But even that couldn’t always save him. Some nights, he didn’t have time for homework—too busy scrubbing dried vomit off the floor, cooking meals he had no appetite for, or trekking across town to buy his father more alcohol with whatever money he could scrape together. Other nights, he slept outside, curled up in alleyways or under stairwells when home became unbearable. More often than not, he ended up at Leo’s house. Leo’s family wasn’t perfect, but it was better than his, and that was enough.

to avoid a beating, he had to navigate his father’s moods like walking a tightrope. He grew skilled at predicting the storms, at disappearing before the slurred yelling turned to fists, at keeping his head down and his voice quiet. But no matter how well he played the part of the obedient son, it was never enough.

He tried to be good. He tried to be kind. For years, he swallowed his resentment, buried it beneath quiet nods and forced smiles, hoping that if he played the role of the perfect son long enough, his father would love him. But love never came. And when he was fifteen, something inside him finally snapped.

He stopped being the quiet, responsible boy. If the world was going to be cruel to him, he would be cruel back. He started skipping class, picking fights, following Leo’s lead in tormenting weaker kids. It felt good to be the one holding the knife instead of the one bleeding for once. He let himself drown in his own anger, reveling in it, using it as armor. The more trouble he got into, the more he felt like he was taking control of something—anything.

But it didn’t make the pain go away. That part never changed.

When words failed him, he turned to self-destruction. He pressed burning cigarette tips into his arms, watching as his skin blistered, feeling something, anything, that wasn’t just the numb ache of loneliness. He carved frustration into his flesh with anything sharp enough to bite. Every scar became a testament to the war inside him, proof that he was still here, still fighting—even if he wasn’t sure what for.

Hayashi never had a childhood. What he had was survival. And even now, long after he left that house behind, the ghosts of his past still cling to him. Because you don’t just walk away from a life like that—you carry it with you, no matter how much you try to pretend otherwise.

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voice claim: Sung Jinwoo, Solo Leveling, English dub.

Souta Hayashi, was a man shaped by anger and addiction. By the time Hayashi was 16, Souta was 46, though he appeared older, the lines of his face hardened by years of bitterness and sleepless nights. His descent into alcoholism had started long before Hayashi's mother left, but her departure was the catalyst that pushed him further into darkness. She left without a word, taking something from Souta that he'd never been able to recover, and with that loss, any semblance of stability or restraint crumbled.

Souta became a shell of the man he had once been, and the weight of his guilt and depression became a silent but ever-present storm inside him. His anger, once directed at himself, began to turn outward, and Hayashi was the only one left in the house, the only one he could still control. But control was an illusion. He lashed out at his son, using the belt, the object that became the symbol of his twisted form of discipline. With each strike, he marked Hayashi, both physically and emotionally, creating scars that would never truly heal.

For years, Hayashi was a punching bag, the anger of a broken man spilling over, with no real cause other than the need to feel something, anything. Hayashi’s escape to the Nongitsune clan was an act of survival, a desperate bid for freedom. But even then, the shadow of his father lingered, lurking in the corners of his mind. Souta's anger was an ever-present force, a volatile mix of hatred and misplaced love, and it was impossible for Hayashi to forget the way his father’s presence would fill a room—crushing, suffocating, unpredictable.

Hayashi didn’t speak much of his father, keeping the memories locked away, but there was no doubt that the relationship had shaped him in ways he couldn't fully understand. The scars, both visible and hidden, were a constant reminder of what he'd left behind—and what he could never fully escape.

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Voice head-cannon: honestly you don’t have to follow this hc because I don’t have a specific one but Husk from hazbin hotel if he was always drunk. just go for a deadbeat drunk 43yo dad and you should be fine 

Peru Zan’ei Karakuri.
Oh, what a beautiful calamity you are.

To the members of the Nongitsune clan, Zan’ei is less a kitsune and more a question—one that no one dares answer. Always smiling, unnervingly so, as if he’s been stitched that way. No one has ever seen him frown. Or maybe they have—and simply forgot. That's how the mind works around him: foggy, unsure, rewound.

Born with Nogitsune blood while his twin sister carried the blood of the Zeneko, they were separated the moment they could breathe. Yet fate, ever cruel and ironic, tethered them together: if one falls, so does the other. They are a mirror split in half—Zan’ei the manic storm, and his sister the still abyss of despair.

He speaks in riddles, giggles in silence, and dances when there is no music. Most in the clan whisper that he’s “not all there,” but perhaps he’s simply seeing things no one else can. A little too much joy in the wrong places. A little too calm in the face of death.

In his human form, he hides the medium-sized wings sprouting from his back beneath a white cape—one he only wears because Emilio demanded it. Left to his own devices, Zan’ei wouldn’t hide anything. Why should he? Secrets are funnier when you dangle them in plain sight.

People call him a clown. A killer. A lunatic. But there’s more to Zan’ei, always more—just out of reach, behind that grin and those eyes that never stop watching. Whether he’s truly out of it or simply playing a role, no one knows.

And that’s the most dangerous part.

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I picture Zan’ei to sound like Shadow milk cookie from CRK

Kenji Tanazaki is a 31-year-old entrepreneur and the proud owner of one of the most popular bars and nightclubs in Yokohama. What started as a modest dream—buying an old, medium-sized business that was on the verge of closing—quickly grew into something much bigger. Kenji completely redesigned the place from the ground up, turning it into a lively, thriving club that became a local hotspot seemingly overnight.

Despite her growing success, Kenji has always kept her staff small and close-knit, valuing loyalty and professionalism above all else. Among her team, her most trusted and capable employee is Ace Hayashi, whom she considers her best friend—even if Hayashi doesn’t necessarily feel the same way.

At work, Kenji maintains a strict, no-nonsense facade, appearing low-tempered and intimidating to anyone who steps out of line. She intentionally projects this image to scare off troublemakers and protect her business. However, beneath that tough exterior, Kenji is actually a deeply sweet, caring, and slightly anxious person. Outside of work, it becomes clear that she’s easily startled by small things like spiders, insects, and even simple pranks. Yet when she's on the clock, Kenji suppresses her fears in order to be the strong boss her team and customers need—someone who stands her ground and defends those who can't defend themselves.

Kenji is also in a loving and healthy relationship with her girlfriend, someone she treasures deeply. Both of them are hardworking individuals who do their best to carve out time for each other amidst their busy lives. In a tender moment shown on Page 61 of the story, Kenji’s vulnerabilities surface—revealing a softer side that she usually keeps hidden. Her girlfriend, ever patient and gentle, never pressures her, only wanting Kenji to feel safe and loved. Their relationship is built on mutual respect, care, and understanding, providing Kenji with a rare source of peace and stability in her otherwise high-pressure world.

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I dont have an exact voice hc for Kenji but just a soft Russian accent is alr!

Haru Matsuda is 37 years old, a homebody with an exuberant personality and a heart wholly devoted to his husband, Detective Matsuda. Outgoing, playful, and affectionately mischievous, Haru takes every opportunity to tease Matsuda in small ways—whether it's dramatic cooking announcements or squeezing his hand in public just to watch him fluster. Despite Matsuda's reserved nature, the two have built a quietly tender world for themselves, where Haru shines as the more expressive half of their partnership.

Haru’s lifelong passion is cooking… but unfortunately, passion does not always translate to skill. His dishes are infamous for their “bold” interpretations of basic recipes, and though often borderline inedible, Matsuda eats them with a tired but grateful heart. After all, Haru cooks not just to feed—but to care. Matsuda, exhausted from long nights at the precinct, has long accepted that burnt salmon is just another love language.

While Haru works from home doing freelance design and odd jobs, his world quietly revolves around Matsuda’s safety. The danger of Matsuda’s profession leaves Haru in a near-constant state of low-grade anxiety. That fear is realized later in the story when Matsuda is injured—sniped by the manic Kitsune, Zan’ei. In that moment, Haru’s worst fears are no longer hypothetical.

Beneath his sunny personality lies a past few are aware of: Haru is a recovered drug addict. It’s not something he advertises, nor is it something people ask. The experience made him protective and deeply sensitive to self-destructive habits—especially Matsuda’s former smoking addiction. It was Haru who gently weaned Matsuda off cigarettes, replacing them with lollipops and candy, packing sweets into his coat pockets without saying a word.

Socially, Haru often takes the reins, speaking for Matsuda when anxiety knots his words. He never mocks his husband for it—he simply senses when to step in, and when to let Matsuda find his voice.

There’s an unspoken ache in Haru, though—his parents. Traditional and image-conscious, they never truly accepted his marriage to Matsuda. Invitations go unanswered. Holiday calls are few and strained. Haru rarely brings them up, pretending it doesn’t hurt. But every time he sets two plates at the table instead of three, the silence lingers a little louder.

Still, Haru is determined to live joyfully. He finds purpose in the domestic details: the meals, the laundry, the after-work hugs, the quiet victories of everyday life. To Haru, love is in the doing. And no matter how chaotic life becomes, he will always be there to wrap Matsuda in a blanket and say, “You’re home now. That’s enough.”

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I lowkey think he sounds somewhat like Pure Vanilla Cookie or Shoto on twitch but id love to hear your interpretation on him!

Yakashima Matsuda, a 34 year old gay man (M4M) who was born on August 29th. He is a detective with an air of quiet intensity, adept at unraveling the most perplexing of cases in Yokohama. 

His striking hazel eyes seem to pierce through the chaos, reflecting a mind that is always analyzing, always observing. Matsuda's hair, styled in a distinctive mullet, adds to his unique presence, making him memorable in a city filled with noise and distraction. 

He often dresses in a white button-up shirt, black trousers, topped with a fitted black vest, a polished black tie, and a matching black blazer. His attire showcases a professionalism that contrasts with his socially awkward demeanor. 

His introspective nature leaves him struggling in social situations. Often lost in his thoughts, he misses subtle social cues and can come across as unintentionally rude or distant. His introversion often isolates him from his colleagues, who are more extroverted and lively, leading him to prefer the company of books over social gatherings.

 Growing up in a peaceful neighborhood, Matsuda found solace in observing the world around him rather than actively participating in it. His childhood was filled with mystery and adventure books that sparked his fascination with mysteries and motivated him to solve puzzles. As a kid Matusda didn’t necessarily have the best grades but he did not let that stop him from following his dreams. After pursuing studies in criminal psychology, he joined the police force, where his remarkable ability to crack difficult cases began to earn him a reputation.

 As he delves into the series of murders haunting Yokohama, Matsuda leans heavily on his analytical skills and unique insights to piece together the clues. 

Simultaneously, he faces the challenge of connecting with those affected by the crimes, which forces him to confront his innate awkwardness and learn the complexities of human interaction. This investigation not only tests his detective skills but also becomes a journey of self-discovery, prompting Matsuda to navigate the fine line between the mysteries he seeks to solve and the relationships he struggles to form.

Fun facts:

• Loves late night drives,
• Uses lollipops and/or candy to cope with his addiction with cigarettes.
• Is that one guy who ALWAYS wins uno
• Uses his fingers to count 
• Writes in cursive
• Clingy (loves snuggles when you get to know him)
• Does drag as a side hobby
• Golden retriever boy to his husband
• Loves cherry flavored candies (lollipops) 

Shinohara Emiko is one of the most enigmatic and feared leaders of the Nongitsune clan, boasting nine tails in her full kitsune form—a mark of immense age and power. Estimated to be around 900 years old in kitsune years, Emiko embodies both timeless elegance and terrifying control.

Her most infamous ability is tied to her hypnotic, spiral-patterned eyes. With just a glance, Emiko can slip into a person’s mind and twist their thoughts, planting false memories, erasing truths, or turning them into obedient shells. However, her power comes with a critical flaw: when Emiko sleeps, the spell fractures. Those under her influence begin to experience echoes of their true selves, leading to confusion, resistance—or rebellion.

Unlike other clan elders, Emiko does not bury herself in formal duties or strict decorum. She carries her authority with a smirk, often dismissing traditional responsibilities in favor of chaos and games. She’s stern when needed, but her true amusement lies in watching others unravel. There’s a cruel joy in how she pits people against each other, especially when she can blame it on fate or free will.

Some whisper that Emiko enjoys suffering not because she’s heartless, but because she’s curious—interested in the raw, messy nature of emotion she’s long outgrown. Others say she’s simply cruel for the sake of it. Either way, no one dares look her in the eyes for too long… and those who do often forget why they came in the first place.

Leo (he/they) is a Kitsune, just like Hayashi, but the similarities between them end there. At 24 years old—younger than Hayashi—Leo was once his closest friend, bonded by childhood experiences and the unique struggles of being supernatural in a human-dominated world. While Hayashi’s parents attempted to blend into human society, Leo’s family remained in the wilderness, embracing their Kitsune heritage. Because of this, Hayashi often sought refuge at Leo’s home whenever he was kicked out or had nowhere else to go.

As children, their relationship was warm, evolving into a seemingly romantic one as they grew older. It was affectionate in appearance, yet underneath the surface, it was anything but healthy. Their relationship wasn’t built on physical intimacy but on companionship—at least, that’s what Hayashi believed. However, even before Hayashi fully realized that he no longer wanted to be with Leo, the relationship had already been corroding. Leo was manipulative, emotionally & physically abusive, and controlling, though he disguised his cruelty as affection. Being young and naïve, Hayashi fell for it, believing the lies Leo wove around him. Eventually, their connection shattered entirely. Every conversation turned into a heated argument, each interaction ending with one of them hurt. What was once a safe haven became a battlefield, and by the time Hayashi fully understood what had happened, it was far too late to mend anything.

Leo, in truth, has always been a cruel, sadistic, and domineering figure. He lacks empathy, is bluntly disrespectful, and disregards the boundaries of others without a second thought. He holds a strict ideology when it comes to Kitsune and their role in the world—one he expects Hayashi to follow. He despises the idea of forging relationships with humans, seeing them as nothing more than fleeting, disposable creatures. His disdain is summed up perfectly in his own words:

"Obsessed? Don’t flatter yourself, dumbass. I’m here because I was assigned to make sure you don’t cause any trouble. Remember that little thing called orders? Your only job is to kill, not play house with a human."

To Leo, Hayashi is and always will be a monster, a weapon meant to take lives, not forge bonds. The idea of his former friend straying from that path is something he refuses to tolerate.

Unlike Hayashi, who is immortal, Leo is mortal, a fact that inevitably catches up to him. Later in the story, he suffers a near-fatal burning, an event that leaves him scarred and forces him to undergo a transformation—one that turns him into something partially robotic. His new form is accompanied by a distorted, glitching voice, reminiscent of Chaos Sonic from Sonic Prime, making him sound fractured because of the voice box implanted into his throat, as if he exists between two states: half conscious and something else entirely.

Leo is not just a character; he is deeply symbolic, inspired by a real-life person with significant meaning behind his creation. He represents a past that Hayashi can never quite escape, a lingering shadow that constantly reminds him of where he came from—and what he could become if he isn't careful.

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Voice headcannon: Sonic from Sonic prime

You’re welcome to audition regardless of your gender or voice type! This is a great opportunity to showcase your vocal range and versatility. There’s a high chance of being selected for this role, as I’ll be casting multiple people to bring this character to life in different ways!