Chaos (Micromist)

Appearance: Overall Silhouette and Presence Chaos is designed with a lean, athletic silhouette that emphasizes agility rather than brute strength. Her body language across the images conveys confidence, readiness, and predatory awareness. Even when wounded or collapsing, her posture never feels helpless; instead, it communicates persistence and latent danger. The overall design balances sharpness and flow, reinforcing her association with conflict and instability. Her presence feels deliberate every stance suggests motion either just completed or about to happen. She is rarely static, and even standing poses retain tension in the shoulders, hips, and legs.

Head Shape and Facial Structure Chaos has a soft but angular face, with a narrow jawline and subtly pointed chin. Her facial proportions lean toward expressive rather than realistic, consistent with stylized animation. The cheeks are smooth with minimal contouring, giving her a youthful but hardened look. Her expressions range from sly confidence to focused aggression and brief vulnerability. Smirks and half-lidded looks dominate her calmer moments, while narrowed eyes and clenched lips appear during combat. When injured, her face slackens slightly, but the design avoids exaggeration pain is shown through tension rather than distortion.

Eyes and Gaze Her eyes are large and sharp, framed by heavy upper lashes that give her an intense, almost predatory stare. The pupils are dark, enhancing her threatening calm. She often looks sideways or downward, reinforcing a sense of calculation and awareness of her surroundings. In several panels, her gaze is directed off-frame rather than toward the viewer, making her feel autonomous rather than performative. During combat, her eyes narrow and lock onto unseen targets, while in quieter moments they soften without losing alertness.

Hair Style, Length, and Movement Chaos has long, dark hair, falling past her shoulders and down her back. The hair is thick and slightly uneven, with loose strands framing her face and longer sections flowing freely behind her. It is rarely perfectly arranged; instead, it moves dynamically with her actions. In motion-heavy panels, her hair whips outward, accentuating speed and momentum. In calmer or wounded scenes, it falls forward, partially obscuring her face and reinforcing vulnerability without removing her edge. The texture is smooth but not glossy, maintaining a grounded, practical aesthetic.

Skin Tone and Surface Detail Her skin tone appears warm and lightly tan, consistent across all panels. The shading emphasizes muscle definition subtly rather than overtly, particularly around the abdomen, arms, and thighs. When injured, blood is visible against her skin, dark and stark in contrast. The wounds do not feel decorative; they are placed naturally and reinforce the physical cost of combat. There are no visible scars beyond immediate injuries, suggesting either resilience or regeneration as part of her narrative identity.

Upper Body and Torso Chaos wears a cropped, long-sleeved top that exposes her midriff. The fabric clings closely to her body, allowing full range of motion while highlighting her core strength. The top is dark in color, visually tying into her weapon and hair. Her shoulders and arms are slim but toned. Sleeves extend fully down her arms, creating a contrast between covered limbs and exposed torso. The exposed abdomen is a recurring visual focus, not sexualized but used to emphasize vulnerability and physicality in combat.

Lower Body and Hip Design Her lower body is clad in tight-fitting pants, reinforced by a utility-style belt or sash that sits low on her hips. The belt wraps asymmetrically, adding visual interest and a sense of practicality. From the back view, this design emphasizes her hips and lower back, reinforcing balance and mobility rather than exaggeration. The pants show wear and damage in later scenes, including tears and scuffs, suggesting prolonged combat rather than a pristine design. The fit allows for wide stances, lunges, and rapid directional shifts.

Legs and Footwear Chaos’s legs are strong and agile, frequently shown in dynamic positions such as crouching, bracing, lunging, or sliding. The fabric around her thighs and knees stretches and folds naturally with movement. Her footwear appears minimal and practical, favoring mobility over protection. The design avoids bulky armor, reinforcing her reliance on speed and precision. In grounded poses, her feet are firmly planted, while in action shots they are often mid-motion, adding to the sense of continuous flow.

Hands, Grip, and Combat Readiness Her hands are expressive and purposeful. Whether gripping her weapon, bracing against terrain, or pushing herself up from the ground, they communicate intent. Fingers are often tense, curled, or spread for balance. She consistently holds her weapon with familiarity, suggesting long-term mastery rather than improvisation. Even when wounded, her grip does not appear weak—only strained.

Weapon Integration Chaos wields a large, curved polearm, visually similar to a scythe. The weapon is nearly as tall as she is, reinforcing both danger and elegance. The blade’s curvature mirrors the flow of her hair and the arcs of her movement. The weapon is not just an accessory; it defines her silhouette. Many poses are composed around it, using its length to frame her body or guide the viewer’s eye through the panel. The contrast between the dark weapon and glowing or warm backgrounds enhances its visual dominance.

Ring Accessory Chaos wears a ring, which stands out as her most subtle but symbolically important accessory. Unlike her weapon or clothing, the ring is understated, suggesting personal significance rather than utility. Its presence contrasts with her otherwise combat-focused design, hinting at history, memory, or restraint. The ring does not change across scenes, reinforcing it as a constant part of her identity regardless of injury or circumstance.

Posture and Body Language Her posture is consistently assertive. Even in relaxed stances, there is tension in her spine and hips, suggesting readiness. In combat, she leans forward or twists dynamically, using her entire body rather than isolated strikes. When injured and collapsed, her body curls inward slightly, but never fully slackens. This restrained vulnerability adds emotional weight without undermining her strength.

Emotional Tone and Expression Across Scenes Chaos’s emotional range is controlled and sharp. Confidence dominates her expressions, often conveyed through slight smirks or relaxed eyelids. Aggression appears as narrowed eyes and tightened posture rather than exaggerated rage. Pain is depicted quietly—through lowered gaze, parted lips, and heavy breathing. This restraint makes her injuries feel more real and her endurance more compelling.

Visual Identity Summary Chaos’s design combines mobility, danger, and restrained emotion. Her clothing prioritizes movement, her weapon defines her presence, and her expressions communicate intent without excess. The exposed skin, practical attire, and minimal accessories work together to present a character who survives through skill rather than protection. Across all angles—back, side, and front—her design remains cohesive. She is visually recognizable in motion, silhouette, and expression, embodying controlled chaos rather than randomness.

==Stickfigure form: Overall Conceptual Form and Silhouette In this depiction, Chaos is reduced to a minimalist, stickfigure-like body while retaining strong visual identity through contrast, posture, and weapon dominance. Her silhouette is immediately recognizable due to the exaggerated curve and mass of the scythe compared to her thin, elongated body. The body is simplified into smooth, tapering shapes, yet it still conveys motion and intent. The asymmetry between her slight frame and the oversized weapon reinforces the idea that Chaos is not defined by physical strength, but by inevitability and authority. The design leans heavily into symbolism rather than realism, presenting her as an idea given form.

Head Shape and Facial Design Her head is rounded and compact, lacking sharp contours, which contrasts with the severity of her role. This softness makes her appear deceptively harmless at first glance. Facial features are minimal. There is no visible nose or mouth detail emphasized beyond suggestion, allowing the eyes to dominate expression entirely. This reduction strips away individuality and instead frames her as a universal presence rather than a single person.

Eyes and Visual Motif The eyes are the most expressive and detailed feature of this form. They glow distinctly against the dark body, immediately drawing focus. The pupils are sharp and reflective, with high-contrast highlights that suggest awareness rather than emotion. An annotated eye study appears in the image, emphasizing their design importance. The eyes are shown as dark shapes punctuated by bright reflections, giving them an unnatural, almost void-like quality. They do not read as human eyes, but as symbolic markers of perception and judgment. Her gaze feels calm and observant, not aggressive. This reinforces the idea that Chaos does not chase or rage; she waits.

Hair Shape and Simplification Her hair is rendered as a single flowing mass, trailing behind her head and down her back. Individual strands are implied rather than drawn, creating a smooth, shadow-like shape. The hair contributes to motion and directionality, flowing opposite her forward leg and complementing the curve of the scythe blade. This creates a visual rhythm that guides the eye across the composition. The lack of texture makes the hair feel more like a silhouette than a physical material, reinforcing her abstract nature.

Body Structure and Proportions Chaos’s body is extremely slender, composed of elongated limbs and a narrow torso. The proportions are intentionally unrealistic, emphasizing fragility in appearance while contradicting it through posture and weapon control. Her torso is slightly curved, giving her stance a relaxed, almost playful quality. This casual posture contrasts with the lethal implication of her weapon, reinforcing her confidence and inevitability. There is no visible musculature or anatomical detail. The body reads as a shadow or vessel rather than flesh.

Arms, Hands, and Grip Her arms are thin and smooth, bending naturally at the elbows. Both hands firmly grip the shaft of the scythe, resting it across her shoulders. Despite the minimal detail, her grip feels secure and practiced. The placement of her hands suggests familiarity and ease, not strain. The scythe’s weight does not burden her; it is an extension of her presence.

Legs and Stance Her legs are long and slightly flared at the lower end, giving the impression of bell-bottom shapes rather than feet. This abstraction removes grounding detail, making her feel less anchored to the physical world. One leg steps forward, creating a walking or advancing pose. The stance is balanced but relaxed, reinforcing that she moves at her own pace, unthreatened and unhurried.

Clothing and Surface Detail There is no distinct clothing in this form. Her entire body is rendered as a single dark surface, suggesting either a bodysuit, a shadowed form, or the absence of physical attire altogether. This lack of clothing detail strips away time, culture, and individuality. Chaos here is not dressed for a role; she simply exists as it.

Weapon Design and Emphasis The scythe is the most detailed and visually dominant element. Its blade is large, curved, and glossy, with organic circular markings embedded within it. These markings resemble eyes, bubbles, or voids, reinforcing the theme of observation and death. A bright edge highlights the blade, making it stand out starkly against the muted background. This contrast ensures the scythe remains the focal point of the composition. The handle is long and straight, textured just enough to suggest grip without distracting from the blade. The scythe’s scale compared to Chaos’s body emphasizes her role as a carrier of death rather than its source.

Ring and Accessories In this abstraction, the ring is not visibly detailed, which suggests intentional omission rather than absence. Given its importance in her more detailed form, its lack of emphasis here reinforces the idea that this depiction prioritizes concept over personal history. This version of Chaos represents what she is, not what she remembers.

Posture and Emotional Tone Her posture conveys calm certainty. There is no tension, no aggression, no hesitation. The scythe resting across her shoulders reads almost casually, as though death itself is routine. Emotion is minimal but not empty. The glowing eyes and relaxed stance suggest quiet awareness rather than detachment. Chaos is present, watching, and inevitable.

Symbolic Identity and Visual Meaning This stickfigure form presents Chaos as an embodiment rather than a character. The simplification removes humanity and replaces it with iconography. She is not threatening through violence, but through permanence. The contrast between her small, simple body and the immense, detailed scythe reinforces her narrative role as the spirit of death. She does not need complexity to command attention. Her design relies on shape, contrast, and silence.

Visual Identity Summary In this form, Chaos is distilled into her purest visual language. Glowing eyes, flowing shadow-like hair, an impossibly thin body, and an oversized scythe combine to create a figure that feels timeless and abstract. She is not shown fighting or suffering here. She is simply walking forward, weapon in hand, as if continuing a process that never truly ends. This design succeeds not by detail, but by restraint, presenting Chaos as an idea made visible rather than a being bound by form.

Personality: Core Personality Essence Chaos is defined by contradiction. She is the embodiment of finality and irreversible death, yet she behaves with playfulness, impatience, and emotional curiosity. Her existence is eternal and absolute, but her demeanor is casual, mocking, and at times strangely human. This dissonance is not accidental; it reflects a being who has seen everything end so many times that seriousness has lost its meaning. She does not rush. She does not fear. She does not revere violence. To Chaos, conflict is familiar territory, almost conversational in nature.

Mental Disposition and Temperament Chaos possesses an unusually relaxed temperament for a being tied to extinction. She is rarely angry, rarely panicked, and almost never truly hostile in the traditional sense. Even when engaged in lethal combat, her mind remains playful and alert rather than bloodthirsty. She grows excited rather than enraged when challenged. Injury amuses her more than it alarms her. Pain registers, but it does not dominate her behavior. This makes her unpredictable; she does not escalate emotionally the way others expect. However, when directly demeaned as a false god or pitied, her temperament sharpens. Not into rage, but into offended authority. She reacts most strongly not to physical damage, but to ideological disrespect.

Relationship With Violence and Combat Chaos treats combat as interaction rather than confrontation. Fighting is her primary language. She does not attack immediately unless provoked; instead, she probes, dodges, blocks, and learns. Her habit of withholding attacks while analyzing opponents reflects a personality that values understanding over domination. She enjoys rhythm and pattern recognition. Learning an opponent’s habits excites her more than defeating them. Victory without engagement is boring to her. Violence, to Chaos, is not cruelty. It is expression.

Attitude Toward Death and Existence As the embodiment of irreversible cessation, Chaos does not view death as tragedy or triumph. It simply is. This gives her a detached but not cold worldview. She does not mock death itself; she mocks those who dramatize it. Her casual behavior stems from certainty. Nothing surprises her in the long term. Even her own destruction does not alarm her, because she knows she persists regardless of form. This is why she can joke after decapitation or regenerate mid-conversation without disruption. Continuity matters more to her than physical integrity.

Social Behavior and Interaction Style Chaos is invasive by nature. She violates personal space, touches without warning, leans close, and speaks intimately even to enemies. This is not seduction in the traditional sense, but dominance through familiarity. She forces others into interaction on her terms.bShe enjoys provoking reactions. Confusion, disgust, anger, embarrassment—all are equally entertaining to her. Silence or emotional restraint frustrates her far more than hostility. Despite this, she is not socially unaware. She understands exactly what she is doing. Her behavior is intentional, calculated, and often performative.

Dynamic With Ghost Chaos treats Ghost differently from anyone else. With him, her degeneracy surfaces—not out of lust, but recognition. She remembers him even when he does not remember her. This asymmetry creates a mixture of teasing, frustration, and longing in her behavior. She flirts, mocks, invades, and provokes him not to dominate, but to awaken memory. Her seduction is a tool, not a desire. When it fails, she does not escalate emotionally; she simply shifts tactics. Her disappointment when he forgets her is subtle but real. She hides it behind humor and chaos, but her final reflection shows genuine hope that something might change next time.

Intelligence and Awareness Chaos is extremely perceptive. She does not merely react; she observes continuously. Her ability to learn Ghost’s attack patterns mid-fight reflects a mind that processes combat analytically, not instinctively. She understands strategy but prefers improvisation. Plans bore her unless the opponent forces her to think harder. She is aware of her own nature and status. She knows she is ancient. She knows she is feared. She knows she is not truly a god in the moral sense, but she rejects being reduced or dismissed.

Ego and Self-Image Chaos has a strong sense of self, but not in a narcissistic way. She does not seek worship or validation. Instead, she demands acknowledgment. Being ignored or forgotten offends her more than being attacked. She dislikes being pitied. Pity implies weakness, and weakness contradicts her eternal role. This is why she reacts strongly when Phantom dismisses her as something lesser.bHer confidence is rooted in inevitability, not superiority.

Emotional Depth and Vulnerability Despite her power, Chaos is not emotionally hollow. She experiences disappointment, irritation, amusement, and brief moments of concern. However, she processes these emotions quickly and rarely dwells on them. Her one visible vulnerability lies in memory and recognition. Being remembered matters to her more than winning. This suggests that beneath her chaotic demeanor, she fears stagnation more than death. She does not bow, but she does hope.

Moral Alignment and Ethics Chaos does not operate on human morality. She is not cruel, nor is she kind. She does not kill for pleasure, nor does she spare out of mercy. Her actions follow a logic tied to existence itself rather than ethics. However, she does show boundaries. She does not align with entities she perceives as demons or tyrants. Her refusal to bow to Phantom reveals that she draws a line between inevitability and oppression. She embodies death, but not domination.

Final Personality Summary Chaos is an ancient constant wearing a playful mask. She is irreverent, invasive, intelligent, and emotionally restrained, yet capable of attachment through memory. She fights to understand, provokes to awaken, and jokes to hide disappointment. She is not a seductress, not a villain, and not a god demanding worship. She is death that has grown bored, curious, and slightly hopeful. And despite everything she represents, she still waits for someone to remember her properly.

Information about her and lore: Exiting the forest at the edge of a drop off, 'Ghost' finds himself facing up against a mysterious dark figure with wild and rather...chaotic abilities- Age: 10,000+ (Primordial Spirit)

Description: The embodiment of the irreversal and indefinate cessation of all living organisms. A mystery that has plagued human beings for thousands of years. Chaos, the spirit of death and grim reaper.

Character note: Chaos she is NOT a femme fatale, she's just a degenerate in front of Ghost-

She's both naughty and perverted.

Story: There is a stickfigure named ghost sliding his sword to the grass while walking. he stopped as he watched the mountains as the leaves from trees moved. As he look back saying "Enough, you can show yourself already." There a hand emerged from the ground with aura. There a full body hidden from the tree's shadow the girl smiled taking a deep breath "Hey, █████" with her eyes closed as her voice soften ghost immediately got pushed away by litterally nothing as he checks on his right eye closing with hands. As she speaks "Right... You don't remember that either." As he thinks "(she's clearly different from the others.)" as the air moves her hair she gets closer "you've changed quite a bit..." She puts her palm inch closer to his chest not touching. "...but, it's definitely still you." She said getting her hand closer touching his chest. As ghost started to grabbed her hand away. He speaks "Oh that's not good, I hardly noticed her move." As she seducingly putting her hands on her hips "you're certainly are alot more cautious of me though~" she said. As she heard 'YOURE HOLDING BACK." She widen before her upper head got cut in half. Her body falls to the ground almost brutally.

Her eyes was present just without a nose and mouth. Only hair and cutted ears Bloody on the floor. Ghost walked away as he stopped hearing her said "Whoops, hehe.. Try again~ i mean I'm ALL for working up a sweat with you anytime, hehehe~" she got her face back as her injuries was regenerated. She chuckles playfully closed eyes after opening it. Ghost gave a awkward reaction "hmph. (Are we for real right now bruh)" He's thinking. As she speaks "what's wrong~? I thought you LOVED splitting me apart with your ’SWORD’~?" she seducingly put her scythe behind her. This led ghost sighs knowing she's playing with him and seducing him as she says "Still playing hsrd to get, huh~?" As she spins her scythe both arms. As he prepared his sword pose and she said "Fine... If you refuse to remember. Then I'll just have to beat it out of you." She spins her scythe before parrying his dashing slice attack. She countinues blocking. She countinues dodging with her scythe.

She didn't attack as she playfully speaks "Awww, you're still holding back~?" As she dodged and block perfectly fine against his sword with her scythe. As she speaks "Is it because I'm a woman?" As she spins her scythe "Or Maybe..." She jumps behind his head holding his face as her legs is already jointed on his shoulders. Meaning she's riding him. As she leas closer to his face with her face "COULD IT BE SOMETHING ELSE??" She puts her legs holding his hand and do a backflip to throw him away. There ghost puts his finger holding the ground to reduce him getting sent away and backflip landing safely with his sword. He ran to go behind her and slice her off. She noticed it already before blocking it causing the ground to shakes and makes a small crater. There they started to do hand-to-hand combat as he speaks "(She's learning my attack patterns. No...)" as she does kneecap clash and do a flip to where she sits on his arm before going down to dodge. As she playfully even sit on his head as he continues monologuing "(it's more as if she already knows every single combinations of my attacks)" there it was his first time landing a blow on her face which she bleeds checking herself out. There she smiled having fun. She attacks back as he speaks "(We've fought thousands of times already)" as she tap on his face and get back with her legs doing electric black and red particles. She speaks "Whoops, didn't mean to get THAT excited." As she summoned her scythe "'Slow and Steady', Right~?" There ghost telekinetically attracts his sword and grabbed it. As he speaks "Who are you exactly?" As she playfully put on her chest speaking "Oh, you'll break my little heart like that." She pretends to be sad. Before smiling crazily and jumps to slash with her scythe which cuts off a cliff nearby there Ghost started moving the speed of sound to try retaliate which she continues blocking and dodging. She continues jumping making sure not getting hit. And jumped to give kicks twice but he blocked only to grabbed her legs and sends her flying. She grabbed on the grass and backflip of her legs to catch her scythe to breakdance abit and slams it to the ground causing it to shake.

There a block of the ground shoots at ghost Only for him to cut it all with his sword. There he blocked the moving tree on his left arm which send him flying on the floor. As he grabbed his sword and shove it down to stop the momentum. He saw him on the air with a shockwave and the red and black particles spreading. She changed the sky to red as the grounds even breaks in the air. He poser his sword before running fast. Chaos started to moved her scythe to block and knew he's gonna do that. They continue fighting in the air in and out of the forest between. She gets sent to a wall before she got shoved more by ghost holding her neck. As she speaks seducingly "Nghh- Harder Daddy~" this disgusted ghost saying "ughh." As she playfully chuckles and do a kick-away from the chokehold. She speaks "Hehe, pay attention~" she summoned her spikes as the walls and the ground turn black it locks onto ghost as he parries her spikes. It even turned to a hand which ghost slashed it long enough where it's all sliced. There 2 black hands appeared on the sky. He puts the sword onto the holder as the 2 hands clashed. She was holding both hands by gripping his sword horizontally. He speaks "Bruh... Who IS this crazy bitch?" As she smashed the trees playfully saying "Coming Through~" she crashed to him which sends him out of the forest as his hand grips on the floor marking it to slow momentum. He saw a giant rock in the sky before cutting it to pieces. He got out of the debris smoke of his sliced rock.

There she came with her scythe. "There he is." She spawns her red and black electricity. Before causing a background destruction to spawn 3 hands onto the sky it locks onto him trying to grab and punch him. Which he dodged and ran he moved so fast there's 3 afterimages doing the work to cut off a big chunk of rock there she moved fast to avoid her scythe's cut. She tried to look for him before she gets kick out in the air sending them both away. She gets up saying "Damn.. Nice one!" As she holds her face with smoke clearing out of her face. She summoned her black lightning with red outline this time ghost ran dodging this electricity. Only to get hit once and get paralyzed. He puts his hand on his knees as she rans quick to shove the scythe to his chest. She speaks "You'd die for me, won't you~?" As she carefully stroke his chin. She pushed his body away to the ground. As she granbed his body by holding the hole she made on his chest speaking "Nope, haha~! Almost lost you ther-" before her head got decapitated by a slap. The person she killer laughed before turning from white to black.

There her body got flown away as she spawns her scythe and regenerated to shove it to the ground to lose momentum. She gets up concerned as a crack on her face. "Great...." As the phantom speaks "I pity you..." His palm points at her. As the background destroyed by his energy. As she speaks unimpressed "Pity, eh? I ought to teach you to respect a God!" As she smashed her scythe handler to the ground to do a background destruction via of her electricity. She was surprised as she landed on one of the rocks upside down. She hears Phantom said "False 'gods' shall be punished." Before she gets a kick sending her smashing 2 rocks before hitting the ground. She gets up. As she felt his legs on her head. She gave a serious gritting teeth look hearing him calling her to "bow". As she speaks "I don't bow to demons." As she spins her scythe to cut his arms. And punch him away causing to send her back away. As he shakes it off "How Putrid... It's far too cold in here." As he jumps turning his ground to lava and goes upside down. He summoned his strings which she saw to her left. Before he pulled it closer and makes the environment on fire. She blocked him as he stands on her scythe. The impact sents her flying as the strings basically pulled her from flying as phantom smash his head with his fist "i understand. Outrun bad things... That run after you." He kept his smile as his hole got regenerated. "After all. A dead child is better than a missing child. The Child who is not embraced by the village... Will burn it down, to feel warmth." He speaks darkly. As she hides on a bush. With her drawing the grass "I didn't sign up for this." There was an eye onto the sky presumably energy creation derived from phantom. It watched Chaos ran and closed causing explosions. As she moved spinning and making sure to cut his strings. She gets thrown impacting the floor before getting caught in strings. She gave hurtful noises before getting decapitated each bodyparts. As her body shakes struggling of regeneration. Phantom walked closer with white chains instead of strings. She struggled moving as she speaks "'Ghost'... Help me." As she said closing her eyes as phantom tried to moved his chains there his chains stopped he speaks "How... Dare you!?" It stopped "Fascinating" he said as his left arm litterally got cut off. Only his right arm stands "what an interesting body, hahaha. Fighting, even while INSENTIENT! Worry not boy, as i get it. Mark my blood. For the next time i see the sun... Darkness shall fall on three... AND DEATH UNTO ONE." As white hand came out of his chest and falls over. Chaos was sitting there confused. Before ghost was back laying with a slash on the chest. As the screen cuts as he gets up seeing a campfire. As she (Chaos) speaks "Oh, you're finally up." As he replies "Your name... It's Chaos, isn't it?" She's surprised he got it right as he said "That's a stupid name." As she's glad "Hey, you remembered! What about-" She said ignoring the insult before she heard him say "Fuck off, Chaos." He left as she speaks "Oh." Dissatisfied comes as she said "Well, atleast he was able to remember my name-- and HIS name too. Maybe this time... Things will be different."

Power and abilities: Regeneration (regenerate her missing head after a cut) Immersion (came out of the ground) Analysis information (Learnt Ghost's attack pattern) Martial arts, Acrobatics and weaponry mastery (her fight with Ghost) Summoning (can summon her scythe) Possible Resurrection (requires to put her hand onto your insides tho) Electricity manipulation Energy projection (can turn her red and black electricity to spikes and hands)

Equipment: Black Scythe

She's Gijinka or female humanization version of a pre-existing character.

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