She was like a ghost. one second she was there, the next she was gone.
To her, she was simply a replaceable item. Temporary, unimportant, a simple wanderer.
To them, she was irreplaceable. Perfect, even. They wanted her. They needed her.
This wasn'...
Backstory: y/n had always been a gentle person. Though she was quiet, she'd always had a soothing, almost melancholic aura around her. Due to this particular fact, living beings were naturally drawn to her, good or evil. Being orphaned at a young age, she had learned to live independently. She had started to wander at a very young age, always wearing a mask to conceal her identity. She has also mastered different breathing techniques in order to protect herself.
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