Clearly Kozakuran in origin, this woman walks with quiet purpose. Her eyes peek from between her wispy black bangs to cast a discerning gaze on most she passes. Occasionally however, her eyes glint with something else, a quiet desire for something that shines through despite her mental attempts to supress it.

Her clothes were sparse, wearing little else but loose flowing robes that left her upper body up to the imagination, covering her toned yet lithe body and petite breasts. Her legs were left exposed however, dressed in fishnet stockings that ended with garters and shackles. Peculiar fashion choices for one of her demeanour.

This is because while she fancies herself a slayer of monsters, armed with a mystical crimson bladed nodachi, she has fallen with a powerful curse. Marked by a demonic power, Akane was hopelessly compelled to fulfill the orders given to her. The first was to wear the sensual garb of a pleasure slave, the other was to debase herself on the very things she sought to slay.

Soon after she was able to slay her captor before any other order was given to her. But the mark, and the compulsion to follow the existing orders, remained. While she attempts to keep control of herself, it requires constant mental exertion which will always, inevitably slip.