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✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Hi-no-Kusa — “Flamegrass” ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧
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I’m active on Discord daily and try to remain AROUND for discord. While I may not always be in-game, I log in when gathering footage or creating videos. My activity will increase as the social team has more things built to develop more projects! I also participate in beta testing and log on there. I also
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Hi-No-Kusa- 2nd try
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Age (Optional):
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Activity Level:
I’m active on Discord daily and try to remain AROUND for discord. While I may not always be in-game, I log in when gathering footage or creating videos. My activity will increase as the social team has more things built to develop more projects! I also participate in beta testing and log on there. I also
List previous Warns/Bans:
None
List previous Yokai Applications (if any):
Hi-no-Kusa — “Flamegrass”
Hi-No-Kusa- 2nd try
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Yokai Type & Lore
Type: Onryō (malevolent spirit, rarely benevolent)
Hi-no-Kusa — “Flamegrass” is a spirit born of grief, fire, and betrayal. Though primarily malevolent, he can show rare kindness to those who honor and protect nature.
Hi-no-Kusa — “Flamegrass” is a spirit born of grief, fire, and betrayal. Though primarily malevolent, he can show rare kindness to those who honor and protect nature.
Origin Story
Hi-no-Kusa — “Flamegrass”, a malevolent spirit, although to those who he finds are kind to nature, he may RARELY become benevolent.
Hi-no-kusa is #lowkeanAsshole
The yokai born of noble fire and servant seed... Born in the Edo Period, Into Wealth and Ruin
In the later years of the Edo period, when the air hung heavy with incense and silks rustled like whispers behind closed doors, a young heir named Tsukasa Renjirō lived. His family was among the landholding elite… wealthy, refined, and deeply superstitious. They owned sprawling rice paddies at the foot of a slumbering volcano, tended by generations of servants who were never truly seen. Among those servants was a girl named Oni, daughter of a family branded as cursed. They whispered that she had been born from the womb of a witch. Superstition kept her silent and out of sight, used for only the lowest of tasks… cleaning ash pits, collecting grave dust, scrubbing soot from incense burners. Renjirō, though raised to see the world through lacquered walls, noticed her. At first, it was her quietness. Then, she lingered in the garden longer than needed… Finally, it was the way she spoke! Hesitantly, but passionately… about plants? Plants of all things?! She told him she loved them more than people. “They feel through the earth,” she said. “They just grow.” He began sneaking away from his studies, from sword lessons, from ink-brushed obligations, to join her in the overgrown corners of the estate. She showed him how to split stems with his nails, how to bury dried seeds between rotting wood. She told him the names of weeds as though they were her family. In those moments, something took root in him, too.
They fell in love in the shadows of the estate, between the green things and the sacred fires. But peace does not bloom easily. Renjirō’s family discovered their bond and saw it as an omen of downfall… The noble heir is in love with a cursed servant!? Unforgivable. They conspired in silence. But before they could act, a political enemy struck first. In one brutal night, assassins poisoned the wells, slaughtered his guards, and set fire to the estate.
The fire devoured everything. He ran through the blaze, calling for Oni. He found her beneath the garden arch, her arms around the roots of a cherry tree, trying to save it even as the flames took her hair. They died together… or should have. But something heard them. In that crucible of grief, betrayal, love, and fire, the earth cracked open. Ash and root intertwined. Renjirō’s body was never found. But weeks later, villagers whispered of a strange spirit walking the blackened land… half-burned, half-blooming. Flowers grew in his footsteps. Fires recoiled from his shadow. Those who harmed his family and lover were found burned alive. People began calling him:
He now haunts places touched by both love and loss, by betrayal and rebirth. He blesses those who nurture what was destroyed. He may curse those who kill growth for pride. They sometimes were seen wearing an Oni mask, the curse that was said to be one of his of his lovers. He never speaks her name, but in every haunted field where he appears, one flower always blooms. The same weed Oni once told him was misunderstood, but medicinal. Torikabuto (鳥兜 — “Bird Helmet”)
Hi-no-Kusa’s folk tale teaches that Unacknowledged grief festers: When we suppress the truth but something will grow out of it. Sorrow, betrayal, or guilt rather than tending to it, it takes root beneath the surface. One day, it will bloom in ways we cannot control… in rage, illness, curses, or inherited pain. This spirit that roams the land is the embodiment of something that won't give up. He suppresses anger. Perhaps one day he will finally forgive and let himself rest. (possibly) even find his ways of anger can suppress him and cool down, and return to stone, becoming benevolent. A possible small local deity with small blessings, making the land fill with life. Overgrowing and sharing health.
Hi-no-kusa is #lowkeanAsshole
The yokai born of noble fire and servant seed... Born in the Edo Period, Into Wealth and Ruin
In the later years of the Edo period, when the air hung heavy with incense and silks rustled like whispers behind closed doors, a young heir named Tsukasa Renjirō lived. His family was among the landholding elite… wealthy, refined, and deeply superstitious. They owned sprawling rice paddies at the foot of a slumbering volcano, tended by generations of servants who were never truly seen. Among those servants was a girl named Oni, daughter of a family branded as cursed. They whispered that she had been born from the womb of a witch. Superstition kept her silent and out of sight, used for only the lowest of tasks… cleaning ash pits, collecting grave dust, scrubbing soot from incense burners. Renjirō, though raised to see the world through lacquered walls, noticed her. At first, it was her quietness. Then, she lingered in the garden longer than needed… Finally, it was the way she spoke! Hesitantly, but passionately… about plants? Plants of all things?! She told him she loved them more than people. “They feel through the earth,” she said. “They just grow.” He began sneaking away from his studies, from sword lessons, from ink-brushed obligations, to join her in the overgrown corners of the estate. She showed him how to split stems with his nails, how to bury dried seeds between rotting wood. She told him the names of weeds as though they were her family. In those moments, something took root in him, too.
They fell in love in the shadows of the estate, between the green things and the sacred fires. But peace does not bloom easily. Renjirō’s family discovered their bond and saw it as an omen of downfall… The noble heir is in love with a cursed servant!? Unforgivable. They conspired in silence. But before they could act, a political enemy struck first. In one brutal night, assassins poisoned the wells, slaughtered his guards, and set fire to the estate.
The fire devoured everything. He ran through the blaze, calling for Oni. He found her beneath the garden arch, her arms around the roots of a cherry tree, trying to save it even as the flames took her hair. They died together… or should have. But something heard them. In that crucible of grief, betrayal, love, and fire, the earth cracked open. Ash and root intertwined. Renjirō’s body was never found. But weeks later, villagers whispered of a strange spirit walking the blackened land… half-burned, half-blooming. Flowers grew in his footsteps. Fires recoiled from his shadow. Those who harmed his family and lover were found burned alive. People began calling him:
He now haunts places touched by both love and loss, by betrayal and rebirth. He blesses those who nurture what was destroyed. He may curse those who kill growth for pride. They sometimes were seen wearing an Oni mask, the curse that was said to be one of his of his lovers. He never speaks her name, but in every haunted field where he appears, one flower always blooms. The same weed Oni once told him was misunderstood, but medicinal. Torikabuto (鳥兜 — “Bird Helmet”)
Hi-no-Kusa’s folk tale teaches that Unacknowledged grief festers: When we suppress the truth but something will grow out of it. Sorrow, betrayal, or guilt rather than tending to it, it takes root beneath the surface. One day, it will bloom in ways we cannot control… in rage, illness, curses, or inherited pain. This spirit that roams the land is the embodiment of something that won't give up. He suppresses anger. Perhaps one day he will finally forgive and let himself rest. (possibly) even find his ways of anger can suppress him and cool down, and return to stone, becoming benevolent. A possible small local deity with small blessings, making the land fill with life. Overgrowing and sharing health.
Moral of the Folk Tale?
Hi-no-Kusa embodies the truth that unacknowledged grief festers. Buried sorrow blooms into rage, curses, and illness. He is both destruction and renewal: punishing those who harm growth, and blessing those who nurture it. Some believe that if he forgives, he may one day rest—perhaps even become a small local deity of rebirth, bringing overgrowth and health to the land.
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Strengths & Weaknesses
Strengths
Emotional Affliction
His presence unsettles hearts and minds. Mortals may feel sudden guilt, grief, or longing so intense it incapacitates them. Those who carry hidden sorrow are most vulnerable to hallucinations and breakdowns.
Rebirth Resilience
Like plants rising from ash, he regrows after injury. Ivy seals his wounds, bark replaces limbs, and tragedy accelerates his regeneration.
Unseen by the Unbroken
Invisible to those untouched by grief. Only mourners, the guilty, or the spiritually attuned can perceive him.
Rare Elemental Rumors
Legends say he can call upon lightning by fusing flame and rain, though this remains uncertain.(IC) (ooc) He can yes. VERY RARE EVENT THO)
His presence unsettles hearts and minds. Mortals may feel sudden guilt, grief, or longing so intense it incapacitates them. Those who carry hidden sorrow are most vulnerable to hallucinations and breakdowns.
Rebirth Resilience
Like plants rising from ash, he regrows after injury. Ivy seals his wounds, bark replaces limbs, and tragedy accelerates his regeneration.
Unseen by the Unbroken
Invisible to those untouched by grief. Only mourners, the guilty, or the spiritually attuned can perceive him.
Rare Elemental Rumors
Legends say he can call upon lightning by fusing flame and rain, though this remains uncertain.(IC) (ooc) He can yes. VERY RARE EVENT THO)
Weaknesses
Emotional Anchoring
Bound to memory... Hearing her name or proof of her rebirth weakens him, disrupting his focus. However, it may be a bit harder to even find out her name.
Cold and Sterility
Snow, salted soil, and spiritually purified grounds stunt his powers. He often avoids shrine mountains where winter snow lingers.
Mirrors
Reflecting his own form unsettles him, potentially forcing him back into stone, or even transforming him toward benevolence.
Bound to memory... Hearing her name or proof of her rebirth weakens him, disrupting his focus. However, it may be a bit harder to even find out her name.
Cold and Sterility
Snow, salted soil, and spiritually purified grounds stunt his powers. He often avoids shrine mountains where winter snow lingers.
Mirrors
Reflecting his own form unsettles him, potentially forcing him back into stone, or even transforming him toward benevolence.
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Soul-Death Mechanics
Ic:
I understand that no spirit is immortal. Soul-death means obliteration: the true end of existence. If destroyed, Hi-no-Kusa cannot return.
Ways Hi-No-Kusa could die
A cruel soul death would be drowning or freezing him.
Hi-no-kusa was burned alive and now bends the flames to no longer do him harm. Freezing him just causes issue to that.
When around an Elder Spirit, he seems quite calm. Most often returning to stone in their presence.
When with a Kami, he thinks of them as a spirit from a mortal perspective.
A peaceful Soul death would be to return his soul to the ground he wishes he could rot in.
I understand that no spirit is immortal. Soul-death means obliteration: the true end of existence. If destroyed, Hi-no-Kusa cannot return.
Ways Hi-No-Kusa could die
A cruel soul death would be drowning or freezing him.
Hi-no-kusa was burned alive and now bends the flames to no longer do him harm. Freezing him just causes issue to that.
When around an Elder Spirit, he seems quite calm. Most often returning to stone in their presence.
When with a Kami, he thinks of them as a spirit from a mortal perspective.
A peaceful Soul death would be to return his soul to the ground he wishes he could rot in.
Curses & Blessings
Blessings
Hi-no-Kusa grants blessings sparingly, often to the elderly, gardeners, or those who honor life. Blessings may include longer vitality, fertility, or a one-time protection from calamity. Once blessed, however, the mortal can no longer see him.
Curses
He curses only when deeply provoked, most often against those who harm nature.
The Withering Grief Curse
“You tried to bury the fire. Now feel it bloom in your lungs.”
Victims feel phantom vines coiling within their chest, coughing up soot-stained petals as nightmares of burning fields haunt them. Their health decays, joy fades, and their identity blurs with Hi-no-Kusa’s grief. Burn marks bloom on their skin, and others grow uneasy in their presence.
? Breaking the Curse ?
{!} The knowledge to break it lies only with elders, shrines, or IC discoveries. {!}
Basically you must confront your biggest harm secret. You need to no longer hold such a burden and become of a free soul. Doing so, you are lifting more than a curse, but a burden.
Hi-no-Kusa grants blessings sparingly, often to the elderly, gardeners, or those who honor life. Blessings may include longer vitality, fertility, or a one-time protection from calamity. Once blessed, however, the mortal can no longer see him.
Curses
He curses only when deeply provoked, most often against those who harm nature.
The Withering Grief Curse
“You tried to bury the fire. Now feel it bloom in your lungs.”
Victims feel phantom vines coiling within their chest, coughing up soot-stained petals as nightmares of burning fields haunt them. Their health decays, joy fades, and their identity blurs with Hi-no-Kusa’s grief. Burn marks bloom on their skin, and others grow uneasy in their presence.
? Breaking the Curse ?
{!} The knowledge to break it lies only with elders, shrines, or IC discoveries. {!}
Basically you must confront your biggest harm secret. You need to no longer hold such a burden and become of a free soul. Doing so, you are lifting more than a curse, but a burden.
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Warding & Invocation
Cold iron, salted soil, and purified ground repel him.
Mirrors may weaken or even banish him (IN EVENT TYPE CASES).
While methods are uncertain, ritualists may attempt to summon him with: A beloved’s lock of hair
Medicinal plants (mugwort, forget-me-not, dogwood bark)
Soil mixed with ash from a burned place
Mirrors may weaken or even banish him (IN EVENT TYPE CASES).
While methods are uncertain, ritualists may attempt to summon him with: A beloved’s lock of hair
Medicinal plants (mugwort, forget-me-not, dogwood bark)
Soil mixed with ash from a burned place
Yokai Description
Appearance
Hi-no-Kusa’s form
Charred flesh blooming with moss and a flower (Figura will be mainly used for him)
Black hair tangled with scorched vines, falling over his face
Tall, muscular frame over 7 feet, wrapped in a white cloth and a burned yukata
Straw hat tied with red ribbons (Custom or Figura)
Heat radiates from him, though his presence makes hearts sink with dread
He Is almost always a stone form, appearing as ancient statues carved in his likeness. These statues gather moss and cracks with time, seeming content as if he preferred decay.
He emits this smell of burnt flesh and a mix of strong flowers!
Demeanor
To mourners and humble souls, he may grant peace or solitude.
To the prideful, wrathful, or destructive, he becomes their undoing.
He is not senselessly cruel, but law-bound in his vengeance.
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Hi-no-Kusa’s form
Charred flesh blooming with moss and a flower (Figura will be mainly used for him)
Black hair tangled with scorched vines, falling over his face
Tall, muscular frame over 7 feet, wrapped in a white cloth and a burned yukata
Straw hat tied with red ribbons (Custom or Figura)
Heat radiates from him, though his presence makes hearts sink with dread
He Is almost always a stone form, appearing as ancient statues carved in his likeness. These statues gather moss and cracks with time, seeming content as if he preferred decay.
He emits this smell of burnt flesh and a mix of strong flowers!
Demeanor
To mourners and humble souls, he may grant peace or solitude.
To the prideful, wrathful, or destructive, he becomes their undoing.
He is not senselessly cruel, but law-bound in his vengeance.
Alignment: Lawful Evil
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Proof of Eligibility
Extras:
Updated description as requested.
Updated writing overall..
Updated Soul-Death
Notes:
Figura model IS STILL not yet complete.
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(pleasesayitsokaycultistandipromiseiwillstopragebaitingyoumaybe)Updated writing overall..
Updated Soul-Death
Notes:
Figura model IS STILL not yet complete.
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