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Law 1127.4: All Nekos in the area as of December 31st of 2015 are hereby declared as illegal and are to be considered dangerous creatures. Anyone found in possession of this creature will be arrested and the neko killed. Any and all nekos seen are to be killed on sight and captured if possible.
He had changed his name many times, but now he was going by Koji. Koji Hirano. He was by no means an evil or corrupt person, although he was treated as such. He was a criminal, but stole for one purpose: survival. He stole what he needed to stay alive and that was it. He had never killed annoyance, but he was told to be killed on sight or captured if it was at all possible. There was no justification behind this except for one thing: from his back he had a tail and on his head he had cat ears. His eyes had slits and he looked like someone had crossed a cat and boy together. For that was what he was: a neko.
He was currently holding a tiny sword he had stolen out of a pawn shop, and he was waiting for someone to come by so he could get some food for his meal tonight. He would have to use his friend, Cristian, to go into the store and get him the simple loaf of bread he desired. He just wanted it to be over, his stomach to stop hurting him like he had stabbed himself open. He just wanted food tonight.
He had changed his name many times, but now he was going by Koji. Koji Hirano. He was by no means an evil or corrupt person, although he was treated as such. He was a criminal, but stole for one purpose: survival. He stole what he needed to stay alive and that was it. He had never killed annoyance, but he was told to be killed on sight or captured if it was at all possible. There was no justification behind this except for one thing: from his back he had a tail and on his head he had cat ears. His eyes had slits and he looked like someone had crossed a cat and boy together. For that was what he was: a neko.
He was currently holding a tiny sword he had stolen out of a pawn shop, and he was waiting for someone to come by so he could get some food for his meal tonight. He would have to use his friend, Cristian, to go into the store and get him the simple loaf of bread he desired. He just wanted it to be over, his stomach to stop hurting him like he had stabbed himself open. He just wanted food tonight.