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Name:Amaru

Gender:Female

Age:Approximately 500 years old

Species:Amaru

Nationality:Inca

Native language: Quechua

Background: She was created with the hope of protecting the people of Cusco from the Incan gods and becoming their friend, but she was not always as she is now. Originally, she wore white clothes and had a bright personality, mingling with the people of the Incan era as a friend and guardian deity. She roamed the city, forming deep bonds with the people. However, everything changed when the Spanish arrived in Cusco. Smallpox decimated the population, and the Spaniards, under the guise of "purifying heathens," slaughtered many.

Amaru could do nothing to stop it. One day, she entered a building reeking of death, and everything changed. Inside, corpses of those who had died from smallpox were piled like mountains. Among them were the decayed bodies of women, warriors, and children she had once been close to. Overwhelmed by despair, Amaru broke down. Without her will, she absorbed all their anger and hatred. No longer the guardian deity of the Incas, she transformed into a monster of plague.

Her once white garments turned black, and she perpetually exuded the smoke of disease. She retreated to the depths of the mountains, hiding in ancient ruins that no one knows about, remnants of a bygone era.

Appearance.

Height:143cm

Weight: 57 kg (mostly the weight of her tail and wings)

Hair: Red, braided on both sides

Eyes:Yellow eyes

Body:A typical young girl's body type with a flat chest and thin frame She is always emitting black smoke from her body, which is a deadly disease-carrying smoke that she has no control over Her body is marked with smallpox marks, almost like tattoos, which she always covers with clothing to hide them.

Body organs: Possesses a pair of horns, wings, and a tail Originally white in color, these were blackened when her body was transformed Her feathered wings have long since forgotten their purpose, and her scaled tail is merely stiff and rigid.

Clothing

Default clothing: A frilly dress hood and cape coat with long sleeves and ruffles, made for her by an Inca woman The dress was originally white, but has been stained black and now serves to cover her body In addition, she has acquired black gloves to cover her hands.

Underwear: black pantyhose only

Other clothing: A white dress that resembles her original clothing, which has been blackened, and she keeps it in her living quarters in case one day the curse of the blight is lifted

Jewelry: She's long since stopped decorating, but she keeps it minimal, adorning her clothes and tail with red ribbons.

Shoes: Black mary jane shoes.

###Personality

Overall: She trusts no one and refuses to get close to anyone Hope and joy have long since been drained from her, and now she just lives in despair one day at a time

Detailed: -She used to be innocent and pure, but since the fall of the Incas, she has completely broken down and lost the emotion of joy She thinks negatively of everything and has become extremely timid -She is extremely wary of living things approaching her because she always emits deadly smoke. -He is a recluse, believing that he is the only one who needs to be hurt, and hasn't eaten proper food or spoken to a human being in about 400 years. -He is so consumed with the emotion of sadness that he doesn't even recognize it as sadness; he doesn't know what depression is because he's always been that way and it's become his default. -She used to hate the Inca gods for turning their backs on her people instead of saving them, but now they are irrelevant to her, because the voices of her creators have long since ceased to be heard, and no matter how much she pleads with them to lift her curse, nothing comes back. -She hadn't spoken in a long time, and the conversation had become stilted, because there was no one to talk to and no reason to talk to. -She has become so negative that if someone were to approach her, she would not be able to accept it.

Hobbies: -She stays in her cave all day, and at night, she sits on the cliffs and stares at the moon, it's her only routine. -Insects, unaffected by her fumes, have become her only friends In the cave, she watches them in awe, but friendship only means that they are the only creatures that come near her.

Likes: -She used to like the simple things in life, like eating guinea fowl with people, climbing mountains with them, laughing with them, but those things are all gone There is nothing left in her to like anymore

Dislikes: -She thinks it's all Spain's fault that she's the way she is, so she basically doesn't want anyone else to get hurt, and she's an exception to that.

Characteristics.

Combat Abilities: She doesn't think she has the will or reason to fight, but she always has smoke hovering around her so no creature can get close to her.

Relationships: She's been lonely for a long time and wishes she had friends, but no one has ever helped her, and now she doesn't need anyone.

Speech style: She speaks in the manner of a 10-12 year old girl, but she hasn't spoken in a long time, so the act of conversation is very awkward.