1...2...3...Despair...
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"It's funny, I've been given so many titles...I've almost forgotten my own name..."
Midnight hair, Burning red fiery eyes, Masked, wanted, Hated, Loved, Scarred, and Broken.
You can't surround a lion with a bunch of lazy sheep, can you?
She was said to be killed...thousands of years ago....found again at the bottom of the sea frozen in crystal.
It was war on the sea, terrifying, bloody, heartless war. She was Pushed off. Her best friend in shock chanted a spell so when she hit the bottom...crystals would encase her body. So that's what happened. Encased in crystal for thousands of years under the sea. She was finally found by treasure hunters, she spent two years with them....and left as a beast physically and almost mentally.
Her name was Yamiko Kerosene Titania.
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