Height: 6'0 (175cm) | Build: Lithe.

Yusaku can be associated with the multitude of Lycan that inhabit the land. The only distinct traits that separate him from any other Werewolves are his own particular Lycanthropy strain and Xelyke features.

Being infected with the Blacktooth strain, his fur gains a darker coloration than common wolf gray hides, being jet black by default. His eyes are of a golden-amber color, a byproduct of the consumption of the Xel Ikel flower which awakened his Xelyke traits.

He is by no means as big or bulky as common werwolves, being rather lithe instead. Very felxible, very agile.

He is seen usually weaing a fullbody, lightly armored combat suit with short sleeves and yellow trims. He doesn't mind trying out new outfits or anything that's cool looking.

Mischievous, Cunning, Cocky, Loyal. Yusaku treats everyone with respect and politeness, trying to keep a friendly demeanor most of the time and give a good impression, despite his appereance. On the battlefield, he is as coolblooded as any Blacktooth Lycan he was once part of. With natural leader attitude, he can be seen taking controls of situations and cooperate with teammates very effectively. He's known to be extremely loyal to his friends and coworkers.

With a playful and theatrical demeanor, he is seen taking things not too seriously, unless put in specific situations that require a more serious approach. While prideful of his abilities, he tends to sometimes oversetimate what he can do, he stilldoes take responsibility for failures and shortcomings.

Before his life as wolf thingy happened, Yusaku was just a normal human, living his life as an adventurer like many other. It was a dangerous job, but a job that payed well. No one could have predicted that one of his expeditions would completely chage his life, however. Trying to clear a cave of a pack of wolves was a simple task. The unespected was a group of rescued villager turning into Blacktooth Lycans mid night.

The fight to defend the town was gruesome, and while years of battle had steeled Yusaku's physique, having to deal with a pack of werewolves empowered by a full moon was too much even for him. He was bitten, right in his left shoulder.

No choice then but to go out swiftly. He certainly didn't want to live his whole life  as a rabid beast. Imagine his expression he found out he wasn't dead aftr a long day of suffering...and was now permanently half wolf. That would be fun...

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Xelykes aren't a known species. That's why he always had to explain why he looks so different from another werewolf. To think that there would be lycanthropy strains that can be controlled is...something both amazing and slightly infuriating. Those peeps didn't have to edure the excruciating touch of the Xel Ikel. At the very least werewolves aren't hunted down and killed in this huge tree thing. 

Best thing about the tree? The peeps inside. Little bundles of money waiting to be thrown at him, be it for simple guest appereace to the actual fun monster hunting extravaganza. Not to say that snob parties were boring or anything. The more his name is thrown around the more people would call for him...and that would mean attracting the fatter money bundles.

He certainly likes being paid.