❈✿❁❀ Liliwen Meat ❀❁✿❈
Art by myself!!
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~The Physicality~
"I know it is my mind that will change the world, though I am not upset with my appearance either."
❀ Race ❀ Nua Sidhe
✿ Age ✿ 19
❀ Gender Identity ❀ Female (She/Her/They/Them)
✿ Age ✿ 19
❀ Build ❀ 5'7 - 170lbs. Certainly not an athlete- though she doesn't seem far out of shape either. A healthy frame, maybe if only slightly on the squishier side.
✿ Face ✿ Two great wide green eyes dot her face, as well as a plethora of freckles across a long, slender nose. Her hair is a natural blonde, though is nearly always dyed a shade of green.
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~The Mentality~
"This is world is so full of hate and violence. I wish to be the love and peace that outweighs that ten fold."
When faced with all sorts of pain, torture, and hateful aspects, Liliwen always tries to find a way to enjoy the aspect of life. She encourages others to try and view things in a grandeur way, seeing that there is light around ever single corner. She truly wishes nothing but the best for her friends, family, strangers, and even potential enemies. She would never hurt a soul, even if it seems she has too. Often condemning others for there violent acts, though finding herself quickly able to forgive them so long as they redeem themselves in her eyes. She views herself as benevolent greater being, brought to this world to spread her views of life and love.
She truly wants only the best for everyone.
Maybe even to a fault.
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~The Irrationality~
"You are all my domain. And I will do everything to keep you from death. Whether you like it, or not."
Truly, and unfortunately meeting an untimely death, Liliwen was never able to grasp why she was killed. She had done everything right in her head. She had became a healer. She had helped wherever she could. She made sure to abide by the law. Even went out of her way to report criminals to the proper authorities. She was a good person. A kind hearted person. Why would she be killed?
The only answer that made sense to her, was that it was a test. She was being tested, to be the next Fable.
A fable of life
A fable of love
A fable of peace
These delusions spread all across her brain, ravaging at any normal thought process. Every life she saved was a soul blessed by her hands. Every necrophage she came across was a tortured soul that could be cured. She herself, was a necrophage. Coming back from the dead, only instead cursed, blessed with her newfound fable powers. All that is alive- plants, animals, mushrooms, disease, plague, people -they are all under her domain. And she is the only one who can save them from themselves.
