Name: Lightning
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female..
Appearance: Lightning.Personality: Lightning is calm and serene. She can't ever really show emotion..outwardly... internally she had a wide array, but externally it did not. She is just collected. She likes to help others within her "circle". She does not make friendly easily. She rather enjoys her little peaceful circle with herself. She is an intellectual, she enjoys reading and writing. She has written MANY half finished novels.
History: Lightning. . . That is her first memory. The crash of thunder, The bright flash of light that penetrates to your eyelids. She opens her eyes, And see’s the forked tongues of pure energy peeling across the sky, Rolling through the plains, Just as it did on that day so many years ago. She still remembers waking up, In the middle of that storm. . . . .Finding that chain sprouting from her chest. . .Seeing a monster, Suddenly illuminated by each flash, Closer and closer, Until it eats her.
She was lost in darkness for she doesn’t know how long. . It permeated her, Until she became one with it. However she always kept part of her separate from that all perverding darkness, A part that feared it in too many ways to list, Feared what it represented, What it was at it’s most purest form, It’s quintessence.
Eventually she began to not just meld with the darkness, But gain power over it. She didn’t know it but she was one of many souls roiling within a menos grande. She soon gained enough power to literally take control of it, Becoming a hollow in the most unusual of ways.
Shortly after that she became an adjuchas, And the part of her that had become dark relished in the newfound power, The afraid part by now hiding deep in the corners of her mind, To afraid of itself to say “This is wrong”, To take the place of a conscience. Many died by her brutal hand. . .She shudders at this thought.
However with atrocity she committed, With every brutal act, A little of the fear was leeched away. . .Turned into vindication, Knowledge that this must change. And with this knowledge came power . .Soon, This fear, Turned into vindication, Was able to take over for a split second. It ripped her mask off, Trying to turn her back in a human again . .But all it feels is pain, So much pain that it passes out.
When she wakes up another storm is raging around her. . Her body feels human again . .She flexes her arms, Feels breasts on her chest, Legs, Nothing abnormal. .Until she realizes she can’t move her mouth. She raises her hand to her jaw and she feels .. A piece of the mask . .Still remaining. . Jagged teeth, Forever clamped together in a grimacing smile . .. She hits the ground, And then lightning strikes her. However instead of feeling pain she feels pleasure . . .She names herself lightning that day, And lightning is what she must become. . the lightning, The light in the darkness, Revealing to people their flaws, Their imperfections.
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