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|| Devil on my Shoulder || Faith Marie ||
Mizuki Matsuri
ηη₯, using the kanji for congratulations and pray, rather than swimsuit.
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Oracle - Her Title as the Prophecy's Bearer.
Mizu - Her nickname among friends and family.
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Girls only club!
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Ayumi Otosaka || Charlotte
βDo you see beyond it?β
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4'10, if you trust the nurse didn't lie taking my height,
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I'm below 100... isn't this confidential information?
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It's black, like any normal Japanese person.
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Violet, unlike any normal Japanese person.
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A few needle scars here and there, nothing too bad.
There's a puppet mark on my leg, but there's no light coming from it yet.
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Mizuki is someone who exists in a world of contradictions. Sometimes she's so energetic you'd swear she's the healthiest person alive, other times she's so lazy and tired that you just want to throw her out of a window to teach her how to exercise. Befitting her impish nature, Mizuki is very underdeveloped, possibly owing to her illness stunting her growth. Her eyes glow a strange violet which belie her mischievous nature, and her hair is a nice black sheen, worn long down her back, but not so long that it's tasteless. She's too thin to look very healthy, and there's hardly any musculature on the girl at all. Sometimes, when no one's looking, the clown mask drops to reveal something empty, but she hardly ever lets it down.
In terms of dress, Mizuki is usually seen in hospital gowns, which she hates. More recently she's been made to wear workcamp clothes emblazened with the Epsilon sign to signify where she belongs, but she hates that too. The devil prefers to wear elaborate bright colors and to keep up with Japan's trends. And of course, don't forget her love of cosplay, in whatever clothes the character herself wears.
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βSo give me more of this, please!β
β₯ Freedom | To be free from other's expectations and wishes.
β₯ Beds | Sleep all the time away.
β₯ Pranks | And study your victim's reactions!
β₯ Cosplay | She can pretend to be someone better.
βJust keep these things away.β
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β¦ Herself | Who could like a monster?
β¦ Selfless People | You're either an idiot or you're lying.
β¦ Effort | Everything's better when no effort is needed!
Head Tilt | Usually means confusion or bewilderment.
Cheek poke | One sign of her lies.
Eye Roll | It's fun?
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β¦ Her Heart | A gift from her mother, she's slowly dying.
β¦ Mental Problems | A mix of PTSD and an inability to recognize her emotions.
β¦ Clown Mask | She doesn't really know how to take it off.
β¦ Paranoia | Has trouble trusting others.
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β₯ Video Games | This includes gambling games.
β₯ Lies | Good at telling and sensing them.
β₯ Sweets | Can bake sweet things, most notably cookies.
β₯ Mentally Quick | Processes her thoughts more quickly than most.
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Gerascophobia | Fear of aging.
Auctoritatophobia | Fear of those with authority.
Athazagraphobia | Fear of being forgotten.
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βIs there a real me?β
The Goddess's Notes:
This Mizuki is one of my other selves from another world. In particular, she's one of those that hasn't been a part of me when I turned evil, so the world she's from has yet to be determined. It's one of the worlds I lack jurisdiction over, though the reason for this is unknown. For a large part she remains as I was - emotionless yet maintaining a mask to protect her secret. Like many other Mizukis, she has possession of the Prophecy, but who knows if she's going to use this for good or for ill? I have attempted contact, of course, but any attempt to guide her on the right path ends in failure - likely the Ether between my universe and the one she resides in is too thick for my power to pierce. I'll just have to rely on those around her to steer her in the right direction, because as emotionless she likes to act, all Mizukis are very impressionable.
This Mizuki is an unknown - she has the potential to do great things, or she could become a villain. Because of her light transference ability all Mizukis have, there's a risk she could take the Light Seed. Despite what happened in my world, this is not a solution to the problem. The Light Seed belongs to - as much as I hate to admit it - Yui, and shouldn't be passed onto any third party. Yui is the rightful Goddess, and it should be her decision if she wishes to ascend or have it removed through K's method. Let's pray that this Mizuki is able to keep her head. She's more stable than I am - thanks to having the Prophecy, she feels she has a purpose in life, so her suicidal nature has been removed. She also seems calmer, more able to think through her decisions. Perhaps having the Prophecy so young made her think twice about her actions.
Let's hope this Mizuki follows the path of Light.
βHow many will I leave?β
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New Tokyo City, Japan
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Kenshiro Matsuri | 46 | Father | Alive
Hazuki Matsuri | 41 | Mother | Died at 32
Natsuo Matsuri | 22 | Older Brother | Alive
Aria Matsuri | 19 | Elder Sister | Alive
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The house fell into discord, and Mizuki was made to drop out of school. Whenever she could though, she tried to keep the peace between the bickering Natsuo and Aria, and she tried to bring Kenshiro back home as well but nothing really worked for long. She noticed something though, her father was hiding something from them and keeping secrets. It was as if he was at least partly responsible for some horrible cruelty and was burdened by the guilt of not being strong enough to stop it. Making a ploy to try and bring Kenshiro back home and away from Ira Shoku's clutches, she convinced Aria to become an idol. But even so, no matter what she did, Kenshiro never accepted invites to Aria's concerts.
Her plans were put on halt then when a certain book came home. Natsuo was being shifty and just like with Kenshiro, he was being distant. Did it have something to do with Aria's abduction by Nagumo? It was as if they were getting sucked into the same cult! So she snuck into Natsuo's room and stole away a strange book that was marked with 'Keep top secret!' And that was how Mizuki became the Oracle, as she read this Prophecy she realized that she had a duty to do something - anything - it was possibly her reason for being born. That night she had her first visit from the Goddess, but despite the sense of urgency she couldn't figure out what the Goddess was trying to tell her.
One night, Mizuki broke out of the hospital. After a heart attack a message appeared in her head, to meet a certain ear-feathered girl at a specific location. This had to be a message from the Goddess! So after one of Natsuo's visits, she followed him out, eventually finding him talking to another girl, one with a railgun grafted to her arm. They were arguing about some kind of Prophecy, not that Mizu would ever let anyone know where she hid it. This turned out to be a trap and a snake-armed man nabbed her just like that. Even a visit from her Father wasn't enough to win her freedom in Shoku's eyes. Still, thanks to her father and her weak heart, she was spared extensive torture for information on the Prophecy and was instead put to labor and work at Camp Epsilon.
Two long years later, Mizuki developed a lightless mark in her leg, one of a puppet. Still interred in Camp Epsilon, the sickly girl wondered if soon it would be her turn to join the story.
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