It was a dark night. Pouring the rain. Thunder, lightning, the whole nine yards. People had retreated into their houses for the night, and the animals retreated into their dens. Except one. Sachi was a young half demon who was running for dear life through the down pour that haunted the human realm tonight. She broke her way in a not so silent manner through the brush, trees, and creeks that ran through the forest floor. She stumbled clumsily here and there until, BOOM, she made contact with the ground her leg now bleeding. She gave a loud yelp. The rock she'd tripped on had cut her leg. Sachi was a beautiful young half demon. She wore a black kimono with red pattens like dragons all over it. Though sprouting out the back of the now mud covered dress was her tail, white with black tiger stripes with a silver bell tied in place by a black ribbon, and the ears on top of her head to match. Her eyes were a bright lavendar, and her hair was a solid white. She rose to about 5'4 and was petite with curves that suited her greatly. Her breasts were larger than average and complimented her figure. She bore scars all over her body that came straight from the one she called master. This master. The one she was trying to escape. The one she never wanted in the first place. Surprisingly, she wasn't one of the capitol in Avalon's minions made by them, for them. She was an actual person, born completely seperate of the scum. They had saved her life one day, though unintentionally, but the mages felt exceptionally malicious so they put a curse on her, the curse of obedience, and forced her to be a slave. This was marked by the bell on her tail. The bell that could only be removed by a person who loved her for who she was. Cliche, but it was the deal breaker. Years passed and she escaped. Now running from her masters. An unfortunate turn of events. Now she lay on the forest floor a council after her as well as demon slayers in this world.