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 LunarOwOKitten Lore:

Knowledge is power and names are labels that contain such powers. There was a time in my distant youth I had neither power nor a name. A disgrace was that I was a neko that had no power to take human form. A family whose mission was to fight off the beasts that thrive in the darker parts of the world. Most of the lives held within this body was used to be of use for them as a means of shielding those that fought valiantly. However, one mission I was separated from my team or perhaps abandoned. Lingering on that thin web of consciousness I found myself in a place with a sky I couldn't recall.

By some miracle I was taken in by the local witch of the lighthouse. To help heal and gain my lost strength she formed a contract with me. I became a witch’s cat. It was challenging yet My Lady was patient and kind. Those were happier times for my long lived life. Yet like the setting of the sun just warmth had to come to an end. A curse from a sea witch plagues the town that I and My Lady were living in.

I didn’t want her to go out. I didn’t want her to be in danger. I didn’t want to lose her. Sadly my kind Lady had a beautiful soul that couldn’t abandon those around her. She gathered her wits and magic to aid all those that were under the influence of such a curse. Nearly using all her strength she manages to break the Sea Witch’s curse. Good times were bound to happen or at least I hope for them.

After the pain and fear subside anger soon seeps into the hearts of the townspeople. Needing a form to release such aggressive emotions they had only one person to turn to. The very woman that saved them was now being targeted as the one that caused it in the first place. Without much to protect her I did my best to defend her but yet again I was reminded of my weaknesses. Giving me her treasure I was thrust into the sea once more as her form was ripped away from my sight.

Just like when I first came to the lighthouse I found myself in a place with a sky I couldn’t recall. In that break of mental and emotional stress I was able to form my human form. A little too late I thought ironically. It didn’t take long to be found by my family to be forced to again fight the beasts that were torn into the mortal realm. I had power this time just enough to protect myself. I was still looking down on to the point I was forced to do experimental trials to find more ‘effective’ ways to increase spiritual power. The reason I was forced into those trials was because everyone had red eyes which reflects their spiritual strength while I had only blue eyes to show my lack of it.

There was one trail that I was forced to ingest a foreign soul. For a month of fighting to keep the foreign soul under control within my body was utterly painful. I was a lost cause left for dead yet I survived. I couldn’t deal with such an environment anymore so I ran away. After years of running I found one of my sisters. Relief washed over that I passed out at their doorstep. Now here we are part of ENCE Gaming.

The Shift Lore:

During my time in ENCE Gaming I had learned to enjoy my time and embrace my imperfects. I have made many bonds yet also say farewell to a few in this journey. It was a happy and simpler time. One that I learned to heal and grow forgetting about my past. However, little did I know my past was slowly approaching like the hands of cloak reaching for midnight. My dream was about to be dissolved.

I had forgotten about the ingested foreign soul within me as it was nursing itself. Till finally certain condiments were met. Within my room a heaviness struck my chest leaving me breathless. A blur of colors filled my eyes caused a nauseating ache to twist both my gut and mind. I passed out.

I awoke not sure how long I was there as time wasn’t even an after thought. Something about me felt different yet not wrong. I looked towards my hands…they weren’t my own. I felt my face wasn't the same. Panic and confusion flare my senses making my sore body fling upward. In a daze I stumble towards anything with a reflection to relax my doubts. After a minute of pushing items to the side I found something that only rooted my fears.

My fluffy ears were gone and replaced with pointed ones. My black hair dyed a new hue similar to lilacs blooming in spring. My eyes..that horrible red hue was finally gone yet my bright blue eye sadly too was gone. Staring at this stranger I had inhabit black onyx pools would welcome me.

“I am Lunar no…I’m Lullaby?”

SlumberingLullaby Lore:

It was strange I can recall so much as if I was sitting within a theater forced to observe the movie playing. Their flash of images flicker behind my eyes. I am Morning Glory…or I was at one point. This vessel went by Lily to honor themselves from breaking chains of restraint. Though who is this Morning Glory or even this Lily?

Morning Glory was just an Elven child that was unfortunate to be pulled from the streets forced into servitude to an unkind master. Years of learning to bleed with shadow and stain the blades in red she became an assassin. This was a path she wanted no part in. Instead when she was forced to hunt a target she would make their departure as kind as she could. With numbing poisonous she would sing them to sleep. On rare occasions she would have to get more ‘physical’.

Years would pass yet Morning Glory’s kind nature would endure until she was freed from the shadows. Escaping she ran away to a place filled with light. Laying within the garden of flowers she. Unwilling to leave that place she would turn her head to notice a patch of lilies. There she tossed away her past as Morning Glory taking up the name Lily. For the rest of her days Lily would travel with those that freed her. Trying to attune for the lives she took she became a healer. Spent the end of her days travelling with her party members that had become her family. At the end she lost her life to ensure that one light that saved her would continue to shine.