Fear. Deceit. Death.
Many who encounter the pink-haired woman, in brief, would find her to be anything but the aforementioned… at first. For those who know her longer may see a welcoming face, a highly engaged woman with breathtaking eyes and smooth, light skin. They would tell of the times that she seemed to know them well, of the times that she knew exactly what to say, or how she would never appear to have anger towards anyone. For those who survived against her… if ever… they would have other stories. The horrors of her cruelty, and the terrors of her creativity.
A creature of ancient power, not many know where she comes from. But one thing is clear: she is not one to be messed with. Her eyes shift color as fits her mood, when she pleases them to be shown. Though, should one anger her, the crimson red light shall be the last thing they see.
Some say that the form she holds now was once of a woman long ago. Other says that it is a combination of people she had consumed. What is clear, though, is that she is an ancient power… something that causes many demons to run in fear…
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