Full Name:
Lilith Grimoire
Nicknames:
None of them are...positive nicknames.
Age:
Twenty-One
Sex:
Female
Race:
???
Post Border:
Classification:
Military - General
Magic Type:
Forbidden
Element Most Preferred:
Necromancy and Soul Absorption
-Can raise the dead to do her bidding for a short while
-Magic is based on how many souls she has eaten
-Can only survive by eating souls.
Personality:
To put it simply, most consider Lilith to be too uptight and bitchy. She very rarely shows emotion other than annoyance and anger and is overall a very serious person. She has thick skin and words rarely insult her. The young woman is used to being the leader and takes the role with the utmost importance. She is disciplined and not much will shake her away from her goal or mission. Most are off put by her coldness. The only one who associates with her willingly is her younger sister, Viora.
Likes:
*Rules
*Battle
*Being left alone
*The dead
*Training
Dislikes:
*Those who talk too much.
*Cocky men.
*Those who think they can walk all over her because she's a woman.
History:
The woman's life didn't really begin until one fateful night.
Lilith and Viora had lived a relatively normal life up until then. The pair had been born to just a couple of humans who held dark secrets. At the time, Lilith couldn't understand, but their father was always going on about how they would one day "teach everyone a lesson." Her mother never really spoke or held her daughters. Looking back, it seemed as if the woman was afraid of something and decided to shut out everyone. Being the older sibling, Lilith tried her best to be a good role model for little Viora. It seemed that her birth had triggered something in her father and Lilith instinctively knew that her younger sister had to be protected from him.
It all came to light on a late summer night. Her mother had been particularly skiddish and her father had disappeared. Suddenly, the whole house started to shake violently. Chanting was heard just outside in a tongue she didn't understand. Her mother looked at her apologetically and that's when Lilith noticed the knife in her hand. Without a second thought, the woman was slitting her throat. Lilith stood in front of Viora so she could not see the bloody mess, but Lilith was definitely quite scared. Her mother gurgled and cried out in pain, but there was nothing the little girl could do. The chanting continued and then...something changed. She felt a tight pain in her chest as if something had walked through her. The world around her started to change.
The colors seemed more muted and these...things were wandering about. They didn't quite look like people, but they weren't scary per say. "Go on...try one." said a masculine voice. It wasn't one she recognized. There was no other person besides Viora near her, as confirmed by Lilith's new sight. What did they mean by try one? "They won't mind a little nibble..." Was he talking about...those? A new scent wafted towards Lilith and did it smell good. Lilith wandered towards the smell, intoxicated by its' potency. Before she could realize what she was doing, she was on the back of one of those creatures. It wailed in pain and crumbled beneath her, but she felt so much more powerful afterwards. Viora looked at her in terror as her older sister turned around with black dripping from her lips. Later, Lilith would learn of the mistake she had just made, but in the moment, she felt...amazing. It was almost like a drug for her. She proceeded to eat the rest of the creatures, including something that looked oddly similar to her mother. The voice laughed manically, sending chills down into Lilith's very soul. "Welcome to madness, child." And with that, the voice's presence left her home.
Lilith looked in a mirror. Her hair and eyes had turned a light lavender and her sister's hair had turned to a baby pink. It was an odd sight to see. This event traumatized Viora for a very long time. It didn't help that when Lilith went outside of their home, there was a massive group of dead folk, including their father. It seemed they had offed themselves exactly as their mother had done. Why, Lilith did not know. All she knew is that she craved those creatures, and it was a bad addiction. Being only seven years old and three years old, Lilith and Viora went to stay with a relative. The relative tried to be understanding and patient with the two girls. Lilith tried to fight off the cravings, but it soon became clear that if Lilith did not partake in the awful ritual, she would die. It did not seem to affect Viora in the same way, but Lilith could sense something off with her as well. Thus, Lilith became a hunter...and a notorious killer at that. No one ever expected a young girl like her to be a murderer, and no one ever did figure out who the Phantom was. Lilith knew it could not continue and as soon as she was able joined the military where she could get her fill without having to do the dirty work.
It was at this point in her life that Lilith found some scraps of information about what might have happened to her. They were considered myths to her peers, but it all seemed too real to her. She decided to keep it to herself. No one would believe her anyways.
Currently, Lilith is twenty one and is one of the best officers in her military. She keeps watch over her sister and is currently on an assignment to help keep an eye on an irritating prisoner. It was going to be a long few months.