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← @sakuHiganbana

Your are known as LY'COR, OF THE ABYSSAL ROAR. Your mantle is, if anyone asks, NOT PINK but MAGENTA. The distinction is important to you because, combined with the accent colors on your ARMOR, it creates a perfect CMYK motif. Your eyes are a little bit weird, and if you were slightly more chuuni than you already are, you'd consider referring to it as VISION OMEGAFOLD, after the first limit ordinal. But since you don't actually know what your fancy eye actually does, you never thought to name it. You are also gifted with BIOLOGICAL CAMOUFLAGE, which you have sworn a vow to NEVER USE on account of it being REALLY EMBARRASSING when you'd rather just do SICK STUNTS with your trustworthy BLADEKIND specibus. You fucking love swords. Swords are all you need in life. As a STUDENT OF THE BLADE, you never really bothered to learn OFFENSIVE MAGIC. You don't really see the point when you could just STAB and/or SLASH. Instead, you focus on UTILITY spells, such as remote presence or telekinesis, which you then immediately put to work in COMBAT APPLICATIONS, greatly increasing the NUMBER OF SWORDS YOU CAN WIELD AT ONCE. Your RESPIRATOR is the fancy type that can filter both air and water, and was originally used to handle the polluted waters of your fryhood. Since you've settled elsewhere, it has become essentially a REALLY SICK COSMETIC. Also cosmetic is your EYEPATCH, with which you use a SOMEWHAT COMPLICATED MAGIC to view a remote feed of your home desktop as a HUD. Like most nymphs of your generation, you have lived with the knowledge of THE GREAT LOSS since your hatching. The idea MOTIVATES you like nothing else; facing the end of all things with blade in hand, acting as firsthand witness to the age of creation that lies beyond, has been a lifelong dream of yours. Naturally, when the mechanism of the Loss was revealed to be SOME VIDEO GAME, you immediately hopped on that shit. At the time of this post, you have scheduled yourself for entry into a HIGHLY DANGEROUS, YET HIGHLY SWEET single-player DEAD SESSION in one hundred and eight hours.