Beauty never exists in an empty soul.

 

november o2→ghost → demon→ air→ biual→ single 

GhostFormulation↓

Invulnerability. Flight. Intangibility. Empathy.

Physical Presence↓

Pushing. Mental Projection. Claircognizance. Empathy.

   

The Shift in me.

A little witch she was, prancing around, casting spells on anything she could find. A happy, wicked witch she was, enjoying her life to the fullest. But it soon changed once she came across a rather.. peculiar being. None other than the devil, himself. A request to accompany him down in hell was given and being the oblivious woman she was, she took it. But instead of staying for one night, she stayed for years. She accompanied him everyday, feeding to his every need. It didn't even occur to her how much he was controlling her. Infact, feelings for the nasty devil grew and he was well aware of it. He used her love for him to his advantage and waited for the day she would confess to him. A month later, the day came.. Miryo couldn't take it anymore, she had to tell him. So there she stood infront of him, shyly looking down, scratching the back of her head. Annoyed, he rushed her into a wall and held her by her neck, forcing her to spit it out. "I love you" she said under her breath, about to go unconscious. Satisfied with her words, he let her neck go and smirked. An idea forming once he grazed his thumb over her helpless heart. "Do you love me enough to stay by my side for eternity?" he growled. "Y-Yes.." miryo responded, gulping harshly. He added a little force onto her heart and parted his lips to make a proposal. "I need to make sure you'll never leave me sweetheart. So let me keep your heart~" he asked indirectly, even though she had no choice but to accept at this point. With her feelings still being there somehow, she nodded upon his proposal and closed her eyes, ready to die. And so he sunk his rigid nails into her chest, killing her slowly to make sure she felt every ounce of pain. Her body fell onto the ground, lifeless. It wasn't long until she realized she had transformed into a ghost. "hahaha. you stupid little witch.. Or should I say ghost now?" he mocked and walked around her in circles. "Did you really think I would love you back? That I would even want you by my side for eternity? Oh tsk tsk sweetheart. I don't do love or any feeling at all. I just love seeing people suffer." he added with a light chuckle. And from then on, that was her new life, being a lifeless soul. It didn't matter if she could posses her own body from before, her heart was still dead, and all she could feel, was emptiness. Today, Miryo still wears the scars over her heart. She'd never be able to forget her past simply because those scars would never leave her. But maybe it was all for the best?

 

 Barely Floating With Ease

 

 

Quiet. Mysterious. Observant. Tramuatized

 

She's usually alone, she doesnt know any other way to be honest. She's quiet and pretty simple. Doesn't like flashy people or any people really. They always leave in the long run. She doesn't have friends at all really. You see, people used to mock her for falling in love with the devil and the consequence was death. She never hesitated to kill someone who made her feel worse than she did and because of that, people are scared of her. And now that she's dead, she has nothing to lose. Soft people bore her but because of her power of empathy, she has no choice but to help them out. Her death may have been a sin but her powers were a blessing.

 

Layla

Weather Manipulation. Petrification. Intangibility.

-She doesnt use her powers often, usually only when Miryo needs it.
-Always tries to bring people to Miryo, in hope that she'll stop being so lonely.

  

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