Sisyphus ||Twilight||

Personal Preface(More Human Than Human) Beckett Swan

"Solitude is my silent guardian, a steadfast companion woven into the fabric of my existence. It's not just the absence of others; it's a realm where the whispers of my own thoughts become the loudest voices I hear. In these quiet moments, the weight of my dual heritage presses upon me~a ceaseless reminder of what I shouldn't be able to do and the alienation that comes with it, of what's after me.

As I walk through the deserted streets or stand alone amidst the city's wilderness, the night wraps around me like a cloak. The darkness is comforting... Familiar even. It's in these shadows that I often feel most at home, away from prying eyes and unspoken judgments.  Here, my powers rest lightly upon me, and I can almost forget the burden of my existence.

But solitude has it's echoes, reverberating with the voices of those I've lost and the secrets I keep. Each step I take is haunted by Sara's memory; her laughter is now just an echo from my past. She was a beacon of light in my shadowed world. Warm, Radiant presence, with an infectious smile that could light up a city alone. A gentle demeanor that could soothe even my tumultuousness."

~What can I say about myself? Unbeknownst to me at that time, I am a Nephalem lem. I am a beacon for for the things that go bump in the night. It's like they're attracted to me at times. Normal people can't even begin to imagine what I've faced. As a Nephalim I was born with abilities from both sides. From what I know my dad was some sacred warrior, who protected people. My mom... She was a different story. My mother let's just say is a dark figure. I don't know how or why I was created that part is still a mystery to me. I haven't met anyone else like me. I'm something more than just the product of their bloodlines, from what I can do... I guess I'm different from them too. Like other Nephalims, my condition is a very rare, dangerous, and powerful hybrid supernatural one that blends both angelic and Demonic traits, with powers that are constantly growing. Unlike other Nephalims, I have two divergent abilities centered around my mother's knack for magic. In order to at least put myself to use, I stopped waiting for these things to come for me... I've begun hunting them.~

Sara was a girl of striking contrasts~her hair a deep auburn, often caught shimmering under the sun's touch, cascading down her shoulders in soft waves. Her eyes, reminiscent of a tranquil sea, carried a depth that seemed to pierce through the facade of anyone she met. Physically She was of average height, with a graceful figure that moved with an almost ethereal grace. Her style was simple yet elegant, favoring soft colors that complimented her gentle personality. Her voice was soothing a soft melody that had the power to calm Beckett's stormiest days.

Emotionally, Sara was the cornerstone of Beckett's world after the incident that set him apart even more from his peers. Her unique ability to accept him wholly, without fear or hesitation, made her indispensable in his life. She had an innate strength that didn't overpower but rather supported, allowing her to handle Beckett's complexities with a patience and understanding that was rare.

Intellectually, Sara was both curious and insightful, often engaging Beckett in long deep conversations about everything from philosophical queries to mundane day-to-day details. She had a way of making every topic interesting and every discussion meaningful. This intellectual bond formed a significant layer of their connection, providing a foundation for a profound emotional attachment.

Her Empathy was boundless. Perhaps it was Her own brushes with hardship that gifted Sara with such profound empathy, allowing her to connect with Beckett on a level few others could. She didn't just listen; she felt what Beckett saw through the shadows that followed him, and She never flinched.