[...he's so excited, it's kind of cute. Alright. Kurama can probably tweak a few things and make this... a bit more of an epic tale and a bit less an exploration of his sordid past.

So he shifts the burning sticks in his fingers, letting them shift the way light and shadow play across his face.]

Youko Kurama, I was called then. One of the demon world's most cunning thieves and deadliest bandits. Cold as ice, ruthless and without mercy.