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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.

Historia

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.

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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.

Personalidad

Es un chico que se preocupa por todo lo que hay a su alrededor quiere tener una vida normal, pero dadas a las circunstancias a las que su amigo Koya le mete provoca que se infarte de todo, practicamente es un chico que puede llegar a comportarse a ser normal, pero cuando algo sobrenatural o algo inesperado se presenta es un chico preocupado.

Aunque sea su defecto psicologico preocuparse, al estar completamente serio, no se le presentara sus preocupaciones, por lo tanto puede ser un chico bastante serio en lo que se proponga, no importa que obstaculos se le presenten, el intentara superarlo dando su vida por ello. Practicamente un chico muy objetivo en sus metas.

El puede ver fantasmas y por supuesto cuando se lo propone, cuando no quiere ver absolutamente nada de este tipo de cosas hace bloquear su mente causando que por ningun motivo pueda presenciarlos a simple vista, la unica manera que él pueda volver a verlos es concentrandose por unos segundos para desbloquear esta habilidad que tiene, por supuesto al ya poder verlos no sera necesario volver a concentrarse para presenciarlos, al menos que se bloque otra vez.

Un ultimo detalle, por desgracia, aunque quiera ser un chico normal, puede pasarle cualquier ocurrencia comica en su vida y lo menos inesperado que no te puedas imaginar en su vida.

Historia

la historia de este joven se resume en lo siguiente:

msa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.

Hoshi

17 años

Heterosexual

Hechizero

Bachillerato 2 A

Daga de Fuego

Signo zodiacal: Libra
Clan: Dice que no pertenece a ninguno, pero indirectamente pertenece al clan Usui.

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Edad: 17 años
Signo zodiacal: Libra
Orientacion sexual: Heterosexual
Raza: Hechizero
Arma: Daga
Magia del arma: Elemental de Fuego
Instituto: Hoshi
Grado de estudio: Bachillerato
Clase y Grado: 2 A
Clan: Dice que no pertenece a ninguno, pero indirectamente pertenece al clan Usui.

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.