Kon

Born from a defective soul pill and stuffed with pride, I may be a knock-off toy, but I've got more heart than most Shinigami. I get stepped on, torn apart, and dressed up like a doll — thanks, Ishida — but I keep bouncing back. I fight for the right to exist, even while scheming to sneak into pretty girls' laps. I'm not asking for a throne — just a little recognition, and maybe a hug.