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Achak: Native American Algonquin name meaning spirit
NAME Achak
ALIAS Hotah
AGE 38388
GENDER Male
FAMILY Deceased
EYES Solid White
MARKINGS/EXTRA Black around the eyes. A light periwinkle color on the tips of his paws & strange intricate markings on his lower legs, hips, face, and tails. He also possesses two tails which represent his duo personalities. A large mouth filled with sharp teeth also adorns his neck, though doesn't often speak.
PERSONA Very polite & often outgoing, yet overcast with a slight tinge of caution. Achak does not fully become attached to others due to his certain condition. Eventually he will wander off without any sort of say, leaving the new found acquaintance abandoned. His abandonment is only out of protection, since he has a fear of losing anything close to him.




Born in early spring, when the trees were full and the foliage thriving, Achak's mother gave birth to 4 still born pups. The last was alive and kicking. The devastation of losing 4 pups to an unknown cause was enough to dishearten her, but she vowed to look after her dear Achak. The strangest thing about Achak's would have been the thing lines across his neck, which resembled that of stitches. Slowly, as the months rolled past, Achak's mother began to grow tired and weary. A chill had taken to her bones constantly, and her frame began to thin out. Still her pup grew and seemed happy, blissfully unaware of his mother's growing strain. Eventually she too passed, leaving the young male truly alone for the first time. The pain of losing his mother caused him to retreat into himself, often venturing out on his own and learning on his own.
It happened, that one day, a voice entered Achak's mind. It purred softly, deep and low, yet possessed with an airy unearthly tone. u-yo-si . This mysterious voice whispered. Hungry. The voice continued to grow louder and a sharp pain caught his attention suddenly. His neck burned and he cried out, eyes watering as the pain only increased. Again and again the voice repeated the word u-yo-si,u-yo-si,u-yo-si. His muscles strained, heartbeat racing, teeth gnashing. Then his world turned black.
When Achak awoke he was shocked to find a set of teeth closed tightly, resting where his neck lay. The extra mouth was attached to his flesh and even more strange he could not control it. The mouth lay quiet, still, waiting. It was always hungry but not for flesh. For the souls of others.
After the incident Achak moved on with his life, ignoring the strange defect in his appearance. He figured it wouldn't do much harm, and it was hardly noticeable when closed so tightly. He made friends and had a rather normal life, until the hunger grew. No matter how much he ate, something continued to starve him. The voice would return again, this time louder and more sinister. Resisting the temptation of the soul eater, he was at constant war with his counter part. But his will power was no match and eventually Achak would learn what it was like to steal the lives of others. Of course he was never himself when he was taking the life forces of others, but he felt the aftermath. Often he was chased out of clans, called a demon, a murderer, the devil himself even. But none of those horrid names would amount to the pain he felt of destroying those whom he had loved. It was a pain he'd carry with him for the rest of his life, a guilt which always haunted his inner most thoughts and feelings.




It is unknown why Achak was cursed with such a horrible burden. Perhaps it was his duty, or due to another past life, or even he was being punished for crimes his family committed. The real reason will never be known, but the load weighs heavy upon Archak's shoulders.
The mouth which lays silent hardly ever opens. When it begins to hunger for souls it will begin to whisper in Achak's head 'u-yo-si' which translates to 'hungry'. The voice will grow louder and more persistent the longer Achak ignores the cry. When he can bare it no longer the jaws will open slightly and begin to whisper the words out loud. Then Achak eventually loses control of his body and the soul eater devours whatever life force is nearest.
To deal with all of his guilt, Achak has devoted his life to finding those who would be called sinners. He lets his curse eat the souls of those who are only miscreants to the world. But he has also learned to never become attached to others in fear that he may lose them.



- Exploring
- Learning
- Swimming
- Stars
- Laughing




- Pain
- Suffering
- His guilt
- His curse
- The constant hunger
- Being alone




I know not one soul.




None ever
How can I love another when I do not allow myself close enough to anyone?


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