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Koji Seto was born to two very loving parents, they had adored him so much and almost spoiled him with affection. His mother meant well, as he never had a chance to grow up with such physical affection.  His mother's affinity was air while his father's was water. 

His parents were very involved with his life until their tragic deaths. Koji's childhood is filled with laughter and joy as his parents taught him skills that they knew well and would help him when he was older. His mother speicifically started teaching him his passion and hobby, parkour. 

He remembers everything he was taught, he remembers his mother cooing over him, praiisng him for his memory. That he got it from him and his father barking out in laughter, pressing a soft kiss against his mother's cheek. everything was good, even in his childlike mind, seto knew that he wouldn't change that for anything in the world.

however everything changed when the hunters came. his mother was on guard, much more alert and his mother's words echoed in his ear. "sweetie, your mama is a warrior. a survivor." his mother was storng and beautiful, but dangerous. 

his parents took so many steps to make sure that he was going to be okay,  Teaching him more about what they know, hoping that he will soak it up easily. They didn't know how much time left they had together, so they tried to set him up as best as they could. one day, his mother gently pushed a box towards him. making koji promise that he wont open it until much later, when something happens to them. he agreed and watched his mother put it away in his room, his mother telling him and showing him exactly where he put it.

Then it happened. the hunters found them and his father started fighting against them, trying to buy time for him and his mother. his mother threw together a small bag, the box included and pushed it into his arms. his mother grabbed his arm and pulled him to the forest, their backyard and his father was hot on their heels. 

His mother knelt down in front of him, gently patting his head and his father next to him. Both of them telling koji how proud they were of him, how much they loved him. how they wanted him to do three more things for them. The first was to survive, live the longest that he possibly could and to never take his life for granted. The second being to never forget who he was, who his parents were and to always hold that warmth in him. the last being to take care of himself, to remember to eat all his meals and sleep properly, to take care of his health.

the hunters were getting closer and koji saw the tears in their eyes, he knew something was wrong, something wasn't right. He agreed and they told him to stay out of sight until they get him. if they dont get him, he was to run to an abandoned cave deep in the forest. 

koji could never forget the next thing he saw, he saw his father turn around so fast, his teeth bared as the hunters came, moments after he had gotten into a tree. his father moving in a blur and his mother doing the same. they were used to this, their fighitng style was swift, no movements wasted. 

but there were too many hunters, the two adults was overpowered and he watched the hunter drawing their weapon back, pointed directly towards his mother. Before he could scream for his mom to move, his father got in the way, taking the blow. the weapon spearing through his chest and both he and his mother screamed. 

koji struggled to remain still, his fingers digging into the bag he was given and he watched his mother shift. his mother's warm eyes became cold and he remembered. despite how his mother acted most of the time he was an alpha. an alpha who survived being hunted. his mother took apart a good number of the hunters, it had to take a group to take his mother down. his father went down protecting his mother, and his mother went down fighting, swinging and snarling.

his mother shot him a glance and koji knew, he had to run. and so he did. he ran, and ran, jumping from tree to tree and leaping over obstacles like his parents taught him.  his heart thumping in his chest and he ran into the cave, ran into the deepest part. he stopped running, wheezing as he could barely see any light. he slid to the ground hugging his knees to his chest as he tried to catch his breath.

He was going to get caught, they were going to find him and kill him like they killed his parents. he couldn't fight, he couldn't do anything. Koji was unaware of the ice slowly surrounding him, reflecting on his fear in the moment. 

it wasn't soon when he fell asleep, clutching the bag between his chest and his knees, ice slowly encasing him. Keeping him asleep until it melts.

Days past, months past. Then a year has past. Two, then more. By the time the ice had melted, and Koji was awake, he wasn't sure how much time had passed. He slowly opened the bag and took the box out, finding a letter, a pendant, a bracelet, a necklace and a photo album. He carefully flipped through the pictures and had his heart lurch into his throat, sobs threatening to spill as he looked at the happy faces of his parents and himself. 


Koji took a deep breath and murmured a soft 'i love you' to the photo album bfeore placing it back in the box. slipping the bracelet and necklace on, he placed the pendant and the letter back, with the intention to read it once he found a safe place. Carefully hiding his bag and the box, Koji stepped out of the cave and started to wander around.

he wasn't expecting a group of hunters to come across him and he fought against them as they tried to cage him. But he didn't have the experience like his parents, he was an inexpereinced fighter in real life situations. So, he was captured.

when he was captured it was then he realized exactly how much time had passed. before he fell asleep, he knew plenty of first generation wolves, he had seen them around constantly. But now, apparently most of them were wiped out, and the first generation was now a rarity. There were so many, so koji figured it had to be at least three years since he had fallen asleep.

it took a while, for koji to gather up enough information about the world now, and to observe the guard's patterns. he wasn't sure how much time he had spent there, but he had somehow escaped and he ran. 

he had remembered, remembered how to fight when the guards decided to have fun with him and beat him around. 

it took him a while, to reach azreal prep. his box in hand and eyes cold. he forced all his warmth in a deeper part of him, refusing to give it up, but also refusing to let the hunters use it as a weakness against him. 

he saw the group of people approaching him, he was ready to go onto hostile until his wolf sensed some sort of familiarity with this group.

he was safer than he had been since he lost his parents. he didn't have to keep going. he gave a shaky smile before he collapsed.

ddmmyy my beloved

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Koji was brought into the muerte pack, his first pack. His mother and father never brought him into their pack, from what koji understood was that they were from two seperate packs and they had fallen in love.

Koji always kept his parent's words close to his heart. he is an upbeat person, always trying to make someone's day and want to give everyone a sense of community. He never wanted anyone to be left by themselves. He is kind and always means well, not prone to anger and sometimes mistaken to be a door mat. 

but most seem to forget that koji was also a survivor like the rest of them. yes, he was warm and always had his arms open, but that did not mean he was harmless. violence is always his last resort, and believes that he can always find a way around violence. but, there are moments when his control on his temper snaps and he almost loses it. 

koji is a very clingy person with those he feels that are important to him. almost everyone else had grown up in this sort of enviorment, but koji wasn't. if he had not been frozen, he could have been alot older, but he was and he had lost his parents moments before he had frozen himself. 

Koji chooses not to delve very much on his past, as it would confuse everyone on what exactly happened. instead, he simply says that he had lost his parents to the hunters and was caught. but he had maaged to escape and ended up at the new azreal prep and been there ever since. 

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