Midori Sugiura [APPROVED, 0-4+; Soul Evo]

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Sol - Genesis of the Sun: The penultimate manifestation of Midori's nature and power as a soul-evolution human is sun manipulation, channeling the divine and esoteric nature of the sun. Even from birth, it has always seemed as if Midori's existence was spiritually connected to the nature of the sun.

As a result of her mystical nature, she needed only to tap into this effervescent essence and achieve a flawless state where she could manipulate the latent energy of the sun and achieve a godlike state where she could match any warrior in existence that her heart so desired.

Tapping into the metaphysical nature of the sun thus grants her access to a myriad of abilities that stem from its collective branch. Whether offensive or defensive, she is able to channel solar energy at a unique rate, manipulating and releasing it in order to fit the nature of the battlefield. If a battle requires her to assume the defense, she can activate Sol and boost her aura to a higher level of defense than it had before.

If she goes on the offensive, she can delve into her highly unique and otherworldly art of Prima Materia, wherein she utilizes her weapon creation and suffuses her weapons with solar energy in order to increase their potency against enemies that require more firepower.

If there happen to be comrades on the battlefield or she herself requires critical attention, she can access the esoteric nature of the sun and use enchanting rays of light in order to heal their wounds or her own, all dependent on the situation and timing of course. The applications are many and each one explained below only serves to solidify her status as one of the earth's finest heroes. Let it be noted that before she fully utilizes any Solar manipulation, these are powerful applications that are used as techniques.

Genesis of the sun allows her to naturally channel her solar energy without utilizing any of them and still carries the same damage of absolutely powerful heat, the ability to generate light from different parts of her body - including her eyes - as well as manipulating molecules within the air, speeding them up so that they may become superheated and explode within a small radius of her person.

She can also form fiery formations that can float around the area and overwhelm the enemy. Formations of Runes, magical circles, as well as mandalas are not outside the realm of possibility in this basic state; on the contrary, her basic state can grant her more capability than her applicant techniques, especially when combined with her unique form of Prima Matter.

The nature of Midori's solar energy is not something that can properly be defined in a scientific scope, as it resides more on the scale of how Solar energy - nay, the sun itself - has been defined over time. Powerful, inimitable, divine, radiant. When one ponders the nature of the sun, they think of light, they think of invigoration, of strength, of vitality, of authority. As such, her solar energy exists on a scale that could be defined in one term; the esoteric and the mythological; Divine. It is not bound by any form or idea of temperature yet at the same, it is not as if it requires the notion of one either.

If her energy is used with the notion that it is a form of life force meant to serve the purpose of restoration - such as seen in Amaterasu - she can use her solar energy as a form of solar influence that can heal and invigorate those in civilian-based locations(if she did not wish to harm them) and on the opposite hand, for her enemies, she can invert the concept to an offensive nature.

Thus, the form of retribution, eradication, and overwhelming destruction. The nature of the sun that humans fear. The light that is overwhelming, light that can eradicate, light that can vaporize on contact and so much more. As such, when her solar energy is imbued with that concept as its designated/chosen objective, her solar energy manifests - as seen in Apollo or her final states of ascension - as a tumult of annihilation that seeks to eradicate, disassemble, vaporize, and outright eliminate an enemy from existence itself. The will to do so grants her solar energy even more power and allows her to even utilize fire and plasma as a result.


Ra - Radiant Wings: Though hardly extravagant or extraordinary by the standards of the warriors that roam the various realms, she is still capable of achieving high-speed movement at a remarkable rate. Consider the fact, if you will, that most humans who follow the path of soul-evolution are born with the capability of accessing Vima(their form of a high-speed movement technique), honing such a skill until it has reached a flawless state of execution, thus granting them a formidable tool to employ on the battlefield.

Add to that, then, empowerment from the sun and this introductory application into Sol becomes all the more formidable. Initially, she can either begin by channeling small bursts of solar energy into her body or a greater amount if her opponent's speed outmatches her own. The method is comparable to the act of charging a battery and then simultaneously releasing all of the energy that was collected at once into her body, focusing it around her feet.

A pair of winged sandals in the form of orange light appears below her as she propels through the air, capable of holding her speed for an extended period of time depending on how much power she chose to generate. She can even levitate and fight aerially with an opponent, launching projectiles of solar energy with deadly precision. Through Vima, she can trace lines through the air and use them as a sort of map in order to gauge her enemy's location and mercilessly pursue them, offering them no form of respite. The initial acceleration is considerably formidable, as it allows her to reach hypersonic speed.

A greater amount of solar energy in synchronicity with Vima is where her flight is freed from any form of binding and she temporarily reaches a territory where she can maintain her stride against those who are defined as warriors who have reached the epitome of speed that can no longer be defined by natural law. With this form of the highly-enhanced flight, she can reach speeds that allow her to travel long distances within a short period of time, especially if she were thrown from a battlefield.

The maximum speed is primarily hypersonic(normally), though she can possibly go even further if necessary. However, the one limit to her flight, if it is allowed to reach full potential, that is, is the indomitable fact that she requires a greater surplus of solar energy to achieve her aim.

Naturally, her body is always filled with solar energy - great reservoirs even - however, to maintain high-speed, even with vima, can be quite a draining experience for her, so she often decides to maintain her speed at a tempo where she can execute her strikes with graceful ease of movement and precision. As her natural agility and speed are already breathtaking, she can certainly hold her own without the need of accessing too much solar power.

When she is accelerating through Ra and utilizing Vima, she can leave behind fiery lines of solar energy that can completely disorient an enemy. She can force these lines of energy to explode, forcing the enemy to evade while she remains on her course of the flight. Even though it is an ability meant for the skies, she can still very much use it on the ground.

Strengths and Drawbacks: The strengths are certainly easy to notice, but if one required closer attention than I am happy to oblige. The strengths of Ra is the ability to fly and soar at rates of speed that otherwise would not be achievable by human standards. As explained before in her natural abilities, Midori is naturally fast and never seeks to waste a movement when she strikes. Ra increases the speed and distance she can gain or carry during her flight or charge.

This allows her to travel distances that may be considered "far away" from her location. In addition, it increases her battle capabilities and allows her to strike with even more speed and relentlessness. As stated, if she charges enough of this solar-powered energy as her source she can - in theory - combined with Vima, reach an upper echelon of speed that belongs only to the truly great of legendary warriors. However, one significant note is that her speed is not directly boosted in the scale of leveling up, rather it only increases the current speed she already has. So whatever her average speed is, it would be increased higher than that in terms of scaling it in the form of a skill-listing/skill sheet.

Individuals such as Shadin or Yoruichi, for example, would have an advantage over her from the outset due to their natural speed and even their mastery of the art of speed itself. However, she could at the very least, match them temporarily until her speed of flight returns to its normal state and simmers down. Such a state of that "hyperspeed" would only last for three-four posts because then it becomes too energy-consuming to maintain for an extended period of time.

The natural speed she can achieve with her flight is hypersonic and can normally be maintained for four-to-five posts, though she will momentarily take breaks in-between in order to ensure she doesn't wear herself out, so the number may vary in the case of her hypersonic speed.

To reiterate, the main weakness of her solar flight is if she chooses to soar at hyper speed, her body will not only quickly drain itself of all the solar energy that was stocked up but cause significant tears and burns to her body, all as a result of mishandling her solar force. Depending on how she works it, she can use this ability as many times as she wishes, so as long as her body is filled to the brim with Solar Empowerment.

Amaterasu - Benevolent Restoration: A divine method of healing through the effusive energy of the sun, Amaterasu, a symbol of the name Midori once wore in her home realm, is an ability that is not meant to secure any significant advantage on the battlefield; from an onlooker's perspective, an ability that revitalizes the user or their comrades is not much to summon any fear into the heart of the opponent. It might as well be no different from the regeneration found in other races.

However, much like Ra, Amaterasu is an ability that gains a unique attribute as it can meld seamlessly with Aionios, a soul-evolution skill that allows one to naturally heal their wounds, acting as their own form of regeneration.

When Amaterasu is activated, both of her hands are enveloped within a golden light that is so breathtakingly warm that comrades within her presence feel as if they are being embraced by a gentle force. In truth, that is the first direction the ability takes. It creates a spiritual link with a comrade that may be present and maintains its focus solely upon that individual.

The second phenomenon to occur is when she places her hands upon her ally's head and the light surrounds their entire body. Once that light envelopes them, her fingers release a restorative agent filled with metaphysical solar energy that does not burn but rather renews their body and spirit. It happens gradually but the wounds that seem to have left her allies in dire straits, slowly but surely, begin to disappear; the skin and bone start to reattach itself until the flesh that was cut, bruised, or pummeled, is restored completely.

However, while healing is its main objective, a secondary effect caused by the solar agent, is empowering her allies with newfound strength and granting them a boost to their physical and spiritual strength, empowering them with her solar essence. In theory, if given enough concentration, at the pinnacle of this skill, Midori could spread her focus throughout a group of allies and invoke her essence within them but it is often taxing. Even though much detail has gone to the focus of her allies, Midori can apply the same energy to herself, though she does not gain any boosts in return.

It is more of a form of accelerated regeneration for her. What makes it formidable in her hands when focused on her own body, is that the blood of soul-evolution humans already possesses a healing agent within their blood. As such, when one restorative force meets another, the results can be otherworldly.

Strength and Drawbacks: This is quite simply, Midori's way of doing two things. Sharing the wealth of her solar energy by empowering others and healing damage to their body. The reason she does not gain a boost herself is that she naturally has a form of regeneration, so Amaterasu simply would amplify that faster, making it even more difficult to kill her than before. When focused on Midori herself, this ability can usually be employed to about five times until a seven-post cooldown comes into play.

Now, concerning her allies, when it is mentioned that she can grant them a significant boost in their physical and spiritual strength, one idea of an example could be the concept of the "second wind", wherein a person may feel exhausted and weary but by some sequence or another, gains a boost in energy and rushes towards their goal.

Empowering her allies with the solar energy doesn't give them a super boost nor changes anything, merely gives them that same second wind. The energy she empowers them with is not meant to last for a long period. If she is allowed to heal them long enough, it grants them with a small surplus of her solar energy. If there are those who can truly absorb it well enough, they can use that energy in whatever way they see fit. In most cases, she can only heal one individual at a time but if given enough time, in theory, she could spread her energy over groups of others. However, this ability has a limit.

For one, the healing is not instantaneous. She must form a bond with the person she chooses to heal. If a bond is not formed, the ability is practically useless for its intention. Even with that bond formed, she must be allowed to be away long enough to ensure that the healing has fully been completed. To form a bond, two posts must pass(or a bond has to have to been formed in the past).

To complete the healing process(HIGHLY DEPENDENT ON THE WOUNDS THEY SUFFERED) she must be allowed to heal for more posts.... however, this is dependent on the factor of how grave the wounds her allies suffered were. This healing ability may possess the name of a goddess but it is no miracle worker.

If they are near-death, she could be held back as far as having to wait until the thread is over and sacrifice her participation in that battle or ten posts, nearly a whole page. There is also the fact that she cannot necessarily drag them all the way back from their near-death state.

The number of times she is able to utilize Amaterasu is usually five before a ten post break. This, of course, depending on how long it had to take her to temporarily empower and fully heal her ally's wounds. If she has to heal someone with extreme damage, she can only use it once and never again for that thread. On her own person, she can normally maintain Amaterasu's regenerative attributes for five posts and then a ten post break.


Apollo - Arrow of Retribution: An offensive application of Sol that allows Midori to focus her solar essence into divine arrows of light that can she can fire and manipulate in a multitudinous succession of attacks and aerial strikes of bombardment. Utmost concentration is overwhelmingly important here. A slight misstep and overzealous intent can render this skill inoperable. Even so, Midori rarely has to fret over such an inconvenience, as she is always laser-focused on flawlessly achieving her aim.

To enact Apollo, Midori executes a series of successive hand movements until she has formed a magic circle with the inscription of the Greek god himself who this ability derives its name from. Once the circle has been projected, she strikes her hand through the center. The circle turns into a series of spiritual layers resembling rings of incandescent light. These spiritual layers act not only as her an offensive weapon but also an assistant of sensory perception that allows her to track the whereabouts of her enemies(if fighting from a pronounced distance).

When her target appears within focus, Midori releases one of the ringed-layers into the form of a solar laser resembling a mighty arrow. Her arm acts as the bow, as the remorseless heroine snaps her finger and launches bolts of shining light into the direction of her target. The bolt of light itself is so imperceptibly fast that it can travel at long distances in a matter of seconds.

To add versatility to their firepower, each solar bolt has the added ability to expand upon contact, ensuring that the target will not evade her attacks so easily. Otherworldly rays of light are released instantaneously from her arm. She can choose the number of solar blasts she can release from a thousand to ten thousand, to nigh-innumerable, though the power level varies upon how much of her solar essence she is willing to extend. She can manipulate the forms of these beams in order to disorient the opponent even more.

When firing her mighty arrows, she prefers to keep the number of solar bolts to 10, as this number allows her to achieve a destructive capacity that can overwhelm a large city(ten altogether, not individually).

The solar bolts possess can possess an explosive aspect that can reach the opponent where her arrows may have missed. Naturally, each on their own is formidable as they possess a similar destructive nature to a cero blast.
However, that does not properly define the nature of the bolts.

As Midori as a warrior who wishes to keep civilians safe, she does not seek to cause widespread damage. The focus is the enemy and when her bolts are able to strike on contact, that is when the true nature of Apollo is achieved. Upon contact, the damage can be overwhelmingly devastating, an indomitable force of annihilation seeking to completely eradicate the enemy before her.

Possessing the nature of an attack that can bisect, burn, or outright incinerate the enemy, if the opponent does not possess the necessary defensive fortification or a grasp of evasion, they can find their body to first experience severe burns that may persist even after the attack has worn off.

The first symptom. No wound can be healed as quickly when hit by such a strike, as the essence of her solar influence can still remain until it is dispersed or forced off of the enemy's body through their own spiritual potency or a truly high level of regeneration. Those with low or even no form of a regenerative agent can heal their wounds automatically, while those who possess higher regeneration can still heal/regenerate their wounds/flesh but the process of doing so is slower and requires more energy to heal themselves properly.

Separate bolts are normally capable of this damage and nothing more. However, when Midori is able to focus her mind and soul into a singularly focused attack - that is, a massive singular bolt composed of celestial brilliance, she can achieve the aim of eradicating her enemy. If that singular bolt imbued with all of that energy strikes, the divine light will greatly overwhelm the opponent, mercilessly incinerating them from the inside out.

For indeed, the potency of this heat cannot be measured by temperature, for it exists in a realm of conceptual and spiritual destruction that can burn and incinerate spiritual particles and even forces that seek to threaten Midori herself(Death energy, for example. ).

Prolonged effects of being burned or incinerated can effectively leave the enemy with wounds that cannot easily recover, and those who suffer the full-blunt of her strikes can be eradicated completely(Up to the user of said character) with not a single trace to be remembered by saving for ashes of reishi or remnant energy.

Strengths: The main strength of this application of Sol, is the advantage of long-distance combat. A highly proficient archer, she has no difficulty in searching/analyzing the location in order to find her enemy(if they do not choose to face her in direct combat. ) Each spiritual layer released forms into an arrow/bolt of light and each is formidable on their own.

A single bolt can cut and burn the limbs of her enemy upon contact. Add to that, the ability to manipulate the forms of her solar bolts in order to fool the enemy/disorient their progress in evading her attacks and even these lesser bolts of solar energy can be difficult to handle.

When a single bolt is given focus and filled with a greater amount of solar essence, it possesses the destructive capacity of a nuclear explosion. If the enemy is struck completely as mentioned above, the likelihood of survival(to the user's wish) is slim, though it is not impossible to still remain to some degree even if the body has been struck with such an annihilating force.

It should be noted also that while I described the damage, I did not describe the temperature, though I am willing to add one if need be. I just felt that when it comes to spiritual beings, it is difficult to assume that any type of temperature that isn't conceptually tuned, can affect certain individuals.

Especially if we're speaking of beasts like Shadin or Mana, and even demons themselves. I instead describe how much damage can be done and what are the effects of the results of being struck.

A lot of her offensive attacks can be deflected regardless, and depending on the opponent's nature of their ability, negated even. It would often depend on the nature of her opponent's attacks versus her own and other factors.

Drawback: Needless to say, one of the primary drawbacks of Apollo is whether her attacks can actually strike as an opponent who is well-versed in the realm of speed can easily maintain their distance, evading her attacks as if it were mere child's play.

Each arrow she fires has an instantaneous fire rate and formidable speed, yet against those who have truly learned to evade or even deflect the solar bolts of light, Midori may have to seek a different strategy in order to achieve victory.

Another weakness is that the more she fires, the lesser the firepower.
Meaning that while each bolt may possess divine potency, she cannot simply continue to create more light as it will drain her of her primary source of energy.

Opponents who may possess special spiritual attributes or godlike regeneration can suffer the full brunt of her power and still survive, even if the damage they suffered can be life-threatening.

Those who possess otherworldly endurance and willpower can survive due to sheer force of will. Complete incineration only occurs in the case that the user of that character wishes for their character to be in that state, and even then she may not choose to do so.

This leaves Midori susceptible to attack as she must replenish her solar energy in order to continue the battle and any large expenditure of energy can greatly damage her ability in battle. Apollo has no defined posting limit and can be simultaneously used with Ra. The only time a true posting limit occurs is when she focuses her solar essence into a greater bolt of light.

Her solar energy cannot be used without a strategy. If that grand bolt cannot do its intended damage, Midori cannot form another bolt of its size for at least a strong duration of the thread(eight posts.).

She can still utilize her normal-sized celestial arrows, however. On the other hand, if she does not wish to utilize Apollo in the form of a bow and arrow, she can subsume the solar energy within her body and release it in the forms of energy beams, from her hands, her feet, and her eyes, all with the same destructive effects of Apollo but more compressed and singular.


[Event/Player Permission Only]Mithra - The Guardian of Truth: Lauded for its resilient endurance, Mithra is doubtless -among all the known manipulations of Sol - the strongest defensive mechanism within its expansive repertoire. Once more, Midori utilizes a skill from her natural skill set in the form of her metaphysical Aura - utilization of spiritual layers - and increases it beyond a realm unheralded. Let it be remembered that Aura was a racial ability derived from her nature as a soul-Evo, a passive spell of Midori's that allowed her to channel an aspect from her unique ability - Sol - that generated a metaphysical membrane that primarily acts as a defensive mechanism, though when under duress, can be used just as equally for offensive counterattacks. As her aura is a manifestation of her radiant soul, it acts as a remarkable form of endurance that she can rely on.

Her defiant nature manifested in a layer of supernatural energy that acts as her protector, Aura is a supremely unique form of defense that allows her to defend against otherworldly threats or attacks - depending on the strength and nature - acting as her shield. Thus, Mithra is the true nature of her Aura. However, rather than allow it to play second fiddle, she brings it to bear on the battlefield, on a grand stage befitting of the guardian of truth.

Whereas Aura itself was limited by two factors - one being that it did have its limits even with her will imposed on it, and the second in that once she attacked, the function of her aura would manifest into an offensive form of attack - Mithra has no such limitations. It is the ultimate defense granted to her in Sol. The execution in this is the ultimate key. As its name spiritualizes truth, Midori must never question her will, her ideas, nor those that she wishes to protect.

A true embodiment of the guardian of truth. Resolved to protect until the very end, Mithra is enacted upon the stage of the battle. Whereas before an orange circle of mystical solar energy - resembling the shape of a sun manifested from her Aura naturally - its appearance is now manifested within the form of a solar-empowered golden shield with a symbol of Mithra(Iranian Deity) in its center.

A radiant and enchanted gold, it is the absolute ascension of her spiritual layers, now given form and the first where something physical is actually created from her transcendent celestial energy. Aura was limited by how it could only handle spiritual attacks and physical attacks - limited by how it could only be broken by those who reached the apex of physical strength or those with significant spiritual power and attack, limited by how, if Midori chose to attack, her aura would no longer operate defensively.

Mithra shatters those limits as if they were dust, as the shield can now defend her from such abilities and actually maintain itself even after such powerful attacks. Resilient beyond compare, It now grants her with a defense worthy of fighting against a phenomenon that no longer exists within a common scale, fighting against the strongest warriors of the realm without relenting. She can wield a sword and defend herself with the shield.

Those of significant spiritual power(0 tier) are no longer given the opportunity to easily break through her defenses. The shield can now withstand greater levels of damage and requires the enemy to truly unleash more from their arsenal if they wish to break through her defense. As Mithra is empowered through her will and solar essence, the stronger her will is, the higher the shield can withstand damage.

Even so, the shield is still collectively composed of spiritual layers and maintaining it can be extremely taxing. In addition, a shield is still a shield, otherworldly or Earthborn. Midori must wield it properly and time her defense right. Even though she can defend herself from significant damage, she still must be prepared for an attack at unawares.

Strengths and Drawbacks: The strengths of Mithra is - in other words - an ultimate-skill level version of her Aura. It is her strongest defensive ability and therefore can withstand much greater damage.

Those with grand physical strength, who could easily penetrate her Aura, must bring all of their strength and skill to bear in order to break the shield. They can't simply whack away anymore. Warriors who are at the top of the mountain in terms of ability and skill can still flash their high-level Kido or Stronger Cero-type abilities but that does not mean the shield will shatter as easily as it did before.

Resiliency is the epitome of this shield and it is built to endure damage through the user's will. In addition, she can now dual-wield a sword and shield and combat her opponent in direct combat, especially if they revel in spiritual warfare/weaponry. However, maintaining Mithra ultimately means that most of her attention will be focused upon it.

It does not merely require her using her dexterity and otherworldly sensory perception - no, she must enact every fiber, every iota of her will for it to be maintained. It is also taxed with an energy drain that can deplete her reservoir at an unwelcomed rate. The secondary drawback is that it can - with enough damage - still be shattered/broken, which can leave her defenseless and weak. In fact, if she is not equal to the opponent in the tier, the spiritual-layered shield can break with enough damage, also leaving her vulnerable and susceptible to attack.

Beyond that, it now takes the form of a shield and so even in combat, physical or spiritual, Midori could still be exploited with a sneak attack if the enemy plans ahead of time. To be honest, Mithra would be best suited for events and situations where Midori truly needs to prevent herself from a death-killing blow. It isn't suited to the form of battle Midori is often fond of. Maintaining it is in the form of a seven-post limit and it can no longer be used afterward.

[Event Only] Helios - Omega Nova: Helios is one of the culmination and ascensions of Sol. An ultimate ability, a trump card only necessary when she feels she must bring all of her power to bear in battle. Whereas all of her other applications of Sol simply enter periods of cooldown, the might of Helios is beyond comparison.

It requires such a fierce will to maintain it that her resolve must be endurable, indomitable, unwavering. Her mind must fully be locked into the mentality of "this is an enemy I truly desire to eliminate." Adhering to that truth as if it were law, her ultimate ability can now enter the grand stage. She is no longer empowered by the sun - no, in this form she becomes the embodiment of a solar deity, a supernova illuminating the heavens.

Her entire body explodes with radiant solar energy, rays of light emanating throughout the entire area. Though differing far from the idea of a form, a state of ascension amongst others, the impression still applies. It is a state where her collective solar essence and will coalesce, merging into a force of such divine potency that she can truly be considered "godlike" in nature.

Embodying the radiant star of the galaxy itself, her solar energy is increased beyond its natural limit, ascending to the territory of divine might. Her entire body floats towards the sky, releases several beams of celestial light, as the entire area seemingly molds into another dimension entirely. In principle, however, the radiant star of the battlefield has layered the current reality within a dimensional realm that is the conceptual realization of her divine might, her solar essence in full.

This sacred dimension of light and flame was forged with the thought of preventing widespread damage to those within the vicinity, as her power becomes highly potent and volatile beyond measure. At the center of the sky, her visage appears once more, with the woven layer of mystic symbols of the sun rotating within the air, all forming into what can aptly be described as burning stars.

Her sun manipulation has now ascended and merged into the dual realm of flame and celestial manipulation, as she can generate multiple arrays of a fierce conflagration that can burn enemies physically and spiritually, breaking down the particles of their spiritual makeup until there is nothing left.

Even if they may launch a counter attack, the same principle can still apply as, with enough focus, she can launch her flames as a counter toward their attacks - if they are spiritual in nature - and disassemble the structure of the attack through overpowering the enemy's own attack within her flames. Absolute annihilation. However, that is merely a stepping stone.

From fire manipulation, she can accelerate and control the temperature of her flames, forming excess amounts of Plasma. She can manipulate the flames and plasma that she creates into different shapes and sizes, from swords to arrows, makeshift beasts made of flame, and so much more. However, the true nature of Helios is her control over the burning "stars" that roam over her dimension.

On their own, each possesses a mighty destructive force equivalent to nuclear explosions. When the stars combine into a single unit, she forms a supernova, constructing an otherworldly heat wave that incinerates everything in its path. She can perform this two more times before her energy starts to waver rapidly. One stellar burst is already taxing enough to perform, to say nothing of two.

As they are somewhere near the equivalent of exploding stars, the destructive nature is catastrophic, so much so that even Midori herself is affected by the explosive waves of heat.

Her Supernova attack is a last resort, a final-attack only when she believes it to be necessary. As such, before things even reach such a collision, Midori is also granted access to the offensive applications she used prior within Sol's arsenal. They are now soaked within her divine flames, no longer painted within the image of the sun or its indomitable light.

Apollo is increased ten times beyond the firepower she had before and Ra grants her a pair of wings that allow her to soar across her dimension like a blade of fiery retribution. She can simultaneously still use her Prima Materia to construct weapons and launch them from the sky, seeking to pierce or impale her enemies within an array of solar flame-soaked blades, spears, and arrows. However, with great power, comes great sacrifice.

Strengths and Drawbacks: No need to go into large detail for the strengths. This is Midori's final form/stage of power and it is incredibly taxing. It is the offensive culmination of her solar essence.

The strengths were detailed in the form of what was written above but if need be, the biggest strengths of Helios is that her solar energy reaches a state where it can become so extremely hot that constant damage to an opponent's body can result in parts of their body seemingly being "atomized" or divided into spiritual or physical particles, due to the divine nature of her solar energy.

Even more solar essence can also be transformed into such a state of burning that it becomes Plasma. She can manipulate the flames into varying sizes and shapes, granting her a versatile offensive attack when paired with her Prima Materia nature of creating/crafting weapons.

She can even use her flames to break down and divide spiritual attacks(though this is ultimately dependent on who she is facing and other factors). Not only that but she is given enhanced versions of some of her finest offensive abilities within the form of Ra and Apollo. Last but not least is the ultimate form of attack she is allowed when focusing her mighty solar energy into a collective force---supernova.

On their own, the aforementioned radiant stars - on their own - that float around her are capable of damage rivaling catastrophic nuclear explosions. However, when combined into a single unit, they become a large heat wave so potent that it could cause dimensional damage to the realm/location if it is not properly secured and defended. However, even with such strength.

Helios is not a form that is to be used lightly and is definitely within the realm of being considered an event-only ability or used only as a trump card if she cannot gain an advantage against the enemy.
Her powers are so destructive in this state that she had to form her own pocket dimension in order to contain its power... and it still isn't perfected.

When using anything before the supernova, she can maintain her hold over the pocket dimension but it is certainly a taxing experience on her body. Once she combines those "stars" and executes her supernova phenomenon, the dimension is not long to last. One heat wave will completely shatter her pocket dimension. Even beyond that, if she cannot defeat or at least strike a massive blow to the opponent, she will not be able to maintain much of a fight.

Helios drains her of nearly every ounce of her solar essence. Draining one dry doesn't even begin to paint the image. Overuse can lead to a loss of vitality. Her skin can be extremely burned, and external blood loss can also occur. Her body is practically brittle within this state, so if the opponent can last long enough and endure, she is pretty much done for.

Even beyond that, even with such a grand release of power, she is not automatically granted a ticket of overpowering her opponent. The strategy is always what defines a battle. If they can play a game of cat and mouse and launch attacks at unawares, they can still combat Midori within the "Helios" state. It would require themselves accessing higher forms of their own power, of course, but nevertheless, she is certainly capable of being fought, even with the increase in firepower. She is granted no defense as all defensive aspects of Sol are locked.

As such, she is susceptible to attacks that serve as a counter to her element or an attack launched in her direction at unawares. In closing, Helios - Omega can be maintained for five posts maximum. Due to the strain of maintaining the dimension and her own power will leave her worn out and she cannot participate in a thread for the remainder of its duration.

If she forces it too much beyond that, she cannot participate within any other combat threads for a month. If any further, death. On top of that, if the enemy possesses a destructive attack that can break through her dimensional realm, there is the added advantage that would be gained, though this is dependent upon judgment on Midori's part. Even if the realm is destroyed - in theory - Midori can still operate and even fight without being "held back' in terms of maintaining two forms of usage.

However, for all that she may be ruthless, since the power of Helios is so intense, the heat and solar energy, the flares, the flames, and every ounce of her power is simply too much to be contained in one area and so any location must completely be ensconced and shrouded in spiritually-defensive mechanisms and measures to prevent any damage from reaching civilians. Since one strike from her ultimate star is equivalent to a powerful supernova - can affect the earth on a planetary scale but it cannot affect areas that already have spiritual defenses in place. However, the risk is still far too much for those that do not. It is why Midori often battles with the idea of whether or not she should even use it.

[Event Only] Hyperion - Alpha Nova: Regarded as the secondary form of ultimate ascension, this is a state where all of the radiant celestial energy that made Helios so destructive and overwhelmingly powerful in nature is composed to attune her body and is transmuted into a celestial force that can be maintained and ensure the safety of others.

Whereas before, she invokes a dimensional realm to protect the realm she is in from facing any massive or scarring damage, the tumult of chaos is compressed within her own body, allowing her to gain proper control of what Helios can impart upon her without reaching into civilian territory.

Whereas Helios was a hurricane - an unruly force of such destructive nature that it cannot be used in realms where civilian life exists, Hyperion is meant to symbolize the one aspect of heroism that still shines within Midori's heart. Granted flame manipulation that can be super-heated into plasma whose form she can manipulate and construct, the solar energy compressed within her body releases into a solar flare that surrounds her body in a magic circle resembling the sun itself.

Radiating with light and sun, the blazing star of the battlefield now ascends into a state where all of what she wishes to use is now compressed to a point where all of that titanic damage is now focused into her body and able to be released from it in not only heat waves but a culmination of all forms of solar prowess that was enacted before. Ra, Amaterasu, Apollo, and Mithra all grant her guidance, as each collective skill is combined and can be utilized in alternate forms.

Mithra is no longer a physical shield that can block her from forms of attack but the spirit of the protector can grant her defense and protect her from forces of spiritual poison that may seek to eliminate her, erecting a wall that can incinerate and disassemble spiritual attacks(with enough focus on her part) and completely eliminate the attack depending on its nature(though this is dependent upon many factors such as the tier of the opponent as well as the state of their power(at that point of the battle) versus her own. )

Apollo is now powered to a state where arrows can be formed from her body and controlled, pinpointed in wherever the enemy may seek to evade. In addition, they are granted offensive firepower from being able to now enter a state of flame and even plasma, which can lead to the enemy experiencing attacks where even if they may miss, the arrows can transform into a swathe of flames in order to envelope their entire body in the fire. If she does not wish to use the arrows she can once more utilize a secondary from where she can fire the beams of solar energy, flame, and plasma from her hands, arms, legs, and eyes.

Ra forms as a pair of radiant wings upon Midori's person that once again grants her flight, soaring the skies with a pair of solar-infused celestial wings that can bisect and incinerate the enemy on contact as well as increase her overall speed to tremendous levels(hypersonic) and can form gusts of hot air that can cause the opponent to experience a series of heat-induced effects from Nausea, Dehydration, failure to properly breathe, organ failure(if they are of humankind) and gusts of wind that can once more turn into tornadoes of flames that seek to eradicate them from existence.

Amaterasu can now focus its energy around those who decide to fight alongside her on the battlefield, granting a surplus of energy to those below her. Even a human may be able to use this power to heal themselves as the light of Amaterasu seeks to heal them from fear and woe, to show them protection. For her allies, they are given a temporary boost in whatever aspect defines them best, be it strength, hope, willpower, perseverance, and allows them to fight alongside her as comrades sharing a common goal.

A remnant of Helios appears in the form of Midori generating a large sphere from her body and onto the battlefield, an artificial sun within her palms. At that moment, she focuses her concentration upon the enemy and launches the sphere towards them; if need be, she may intend to entrap the enemy within ropes of solar energy to hold them in place. Once the sphere, endowed with nearly every amount of her solar energy makes contact, complete eradication of the enemy is not ensured. The enemy can launch their own attack in reply or boldly block the orb from enfolding them completely.

It comes down to a clash of whose might, whose will is the strongest. If Midori intends to use this sphere to its full power, she cannot utilize Mithra, Apollo, Amaterasu, or Ra, all focus must be on the sphere of divine light. If Midori happens to win in this clash, the orb absorbs the enemy within its solar embrace, it explodes, inducing a phenomenon akin to a supernova, however it does not create life once it is gone. The exploding orb focuses all of its collective might upon the enemy, seeking to incinerate them in a tumult of heat waves that seek to vaporize them completely.

Distorting the atmosphere, a form of light takes place within the sky in blazing colors until it dissipates. Her body now drained of energy, she can no longer fight and her body gives out as she falls from the ground and lands to the sky. Even though she does not die, her body is completely spent and she must be taken from the battlefield by an ally.

Strengths and Drawbacks: Hyperion is the secondary form of Helios. It takes all that made Helios so destructively potent and compresses it all within Midori's body, allowing her to release the enhanced solar energy to a point where it cannot affect her comrades or civilians, even though they may quite well be able to defend themselves utilizing their own skills or defensive mechanisms/tools for the cities to keep them shielded from any uncontrolled damage that may go haywire. It combines all of the wonderful aspects that she used before but in alternate and somewhat enhanced forms, allowing her versatility that she could not afford in Helios.

It also allows her to utilize her ultimate skill but is compressed into a sphere that resembles the sun in size and appearance(or think of the spirit bomb from Goku if you need a mental image example) and launches it towards the opponent, focusing every effect, every amount of damage onto them. if it enfolds them, a supernova explosion occurs but it is compressed from being released onto anywhere where life may exist, and all of that destructive damage is focused upon the enemy, to ensure that they and only they are the one to be completely eradicated and eliminated from existence itself.

The strengths are many but there is still a drawback in the form of maintaining the usage and how she chooses to use her power. For example, if she uses any form of the skills from before, it weakens what she can do with forming the supernova-induced orb. Which gives her a choice of choosing to use what she has with four or go ahead and cash in on one. And that can be a hard choice no matter what.

There is the possibility that an opponent may actually survive the attack, though they may be greatly weakened from how much damage they took on. Opponents with otherworldly willpower are the ones who can certainly survive in spite of such damage.

In addition, if they happen to possess an ability that can negate or clash with her own, Midori must focus even more power into the orb, and if she loses the battle.... well she is - pardon my French - fucked ten ways to Sunday. Her body will give out on her and she will fall to the ground, unable to fight back against the enemy, allowing them to end her life or attack her in a defenseless state.

She has everything to gain if she succeeds and yet so much to lose if she fails. It truly is a trump card used only when completely necessary. In addition, this comes with a five post limit with a catch.

If she does not decide to use the sphere quickly and instead resorts to her other techniques, there is only a three post period where she can utilize it. If she uses something else, it dwindles down to two, and eventually to zero. Meaning she is essentially stuck with all the super-enhanced versions of her other techniques and manipulations but no ultimate attack whatsoever.

HISTORY

From the moment Midori was born - having no recollection of her true origins - she had always been heralded as one of the divine children of Misaiko Sugiura. The woman that she called "mother" - was a symbol of divinity who inspired hope within her people even after their defeat at the hands of the Tig-Ani.

Revered as Retaruseta Kamuy for her otherworldly appearance, Misaiko was met with little difficulty as she amassed followers who would later serve her, assisting her in creating the kingdom of the east, a diverse kingdom exalting the praise and glory of eastern culture, from the Ainu to ancient Japan, to the current era of the world. They occasionally added flourishes of Chinese culture, ever inspired by the wise words of eastern philosophers.

And so it was, the kingdom was built on a sacred foundation of honor, custom, and elegance. Eager to build upon their success as well as become stronger – in hope that they may return to their own world - Misaiko taught her kingdom how to fight even before martial arts came into prominence on earth.

Before weapons like swords were created, they would engage in combat frequently, tempering their own fighting styles before the concept of swordsmanship came to be. In time, the east became a land of virtue and honor.
There was never anything that had caused Midori to question her existence as a child born by the queen.

She had wonderfully woven locks of raven-black hair that flowed elegantly with the wind and amber eyes that were so supernaturally enchanting that one would've truly called her a creation borne by heaven itself.

Even as a child, her body had always seemed to radiate, almost as if she was a tiny bundle of light nestled within one's arms. As such, there was no reason to question her existence. She wholeheartedly believed that she was a child born from The Queen of the Eastern Kingdom.


Granted the name of Amaterasu - the mythological solar goddess of Japan - she took great pride in her family and what they represented. During her childhood, Midori had developed into a fine young lady, boasting an intelligence that defied reason. Around the age of five, she could easily form well-constructed words and sentences, which had impressed her mother. To the queen, something about her growth was unique... abnormal even. It was not as if it frightened her but she was developing rapidly and thus required more attention than originally thought. Truth be told, an advanced growth rate was not necessarily surprising for a Sugiura.

As days went by, she continued to grow in exponential spurts, having reached the physical form of a young adult by the age of fifteen. Witnessing such rapid growth in such a short time had left the queen in an extended stupor that she was struggling to recover from.


Even so, she loved her as if she were her own child... in spite of woefully acknowledging that she had adopted the child of an individual who she killed with her own two hands, someone she had viewed and loved as a sibling. Tokimi Kirorsa. The war general who dominated the battlefield.


A woman who was once revered by the entire kingdom, and subsequently outcast by the very people who exalted her name. She would continue to watch over her child, as a way of excusing her sins... as a way of honoring the memory of her best friend.

As Midori's body grew, so, too, did her mind. Even by the age of what most would consider a young prepubescent girl, she possessed common sense exceeding the realm of even the most intuitive of the queen's castle.

However, it did not mean that she was completely bereft of the childish innocence and mischief of your everyday adolescent. Her unique growth granted her the advantage of playing many pranks on the soldiers and gaining a mischievous reputation around the castle.

Even as a "child" she was still very much ambitious; whenever she was alone with her mother, Midori reminded Misaiko of how determined she was to sit upon the throne.

Such ambition frightened the queen, who had gradually become consumed by her own guilt. Midori had grown frightfully competitive, seamlessly growing all the more prideful as her body and mind developed.

There were certainly attributes Midori possessed as a possible Empress; The Queen would have been foolhardy to deny such a fact.

The hardest task was assuring her that her day would come.

Unintentional though it was, that woman had instilled false hope within her child's heart. As the firstborn, Honoka was the rightful successor.

Even if such a fact was removed from the equation, the fear of someone revealing who Midori truly belonged to was far too much to bear. Midori, unaware of her mother's worries, concluded that she was simply not ready yet.

A child - even in the body of an adult - could not properly reign over a kingdom. She would earn her mother's blessing in due time. As many years passed by and the kingdom evolved, Midori had officially reached the prime age where she was an adult - mentally and physically this time. Their kingdom continuously maintained peace and built relationships with others from various realms.

Honoka and Midori - though not yet at the peak of their powers - had grown to be fine warriors and equally graceful women. Even though the young maiden was determined to take the throne, she nevertheless formed a bond with her sister that was inexpressibly beautiful.

They were the epitome of sisterly love.
They even complimented each other well.
One was ambitious and haughty, and the other fierce and heroic.


They would travel together through the kingdom and participate in the local tournaments to test their martial skill, engage in ritual dances with the villagers, and even sleep in the same bed together. They were inseparable. It seemed as if they were destined to achieve great feats on the path they shared.

However, when the time had finally come to announce her decision as to who would undergo rigorous training and ritual to become the next Queen, Misaiko had made her decision.

Honoka would carry them onwards to the next era, marching towards the next generation with a will that was as fierce as lightning and a heart as brave as the great hero.

To no one's surprise, Midori found herself disappointed with the results; she certainly believed that she was as every bit qualified as Honoka.

Their bond should have been broken from the event but Midori had eventually come to a place where she could accept the token fate had given her.

If such an event failed to break their bond, It seemed as if the two were destined to remain together forever.... but everything changed on one fateful day. Midori had come to terms with the conclusion that her sister was far more qualified to be the successor to the throne. In the end, she had surmised that she would have her day and the only thing that was important to her was maintaining her relationship with her sister.

If she had merely avoided the Throne Room that day... perhaps such a promise would've been held to the end of time. Midori would have passionately supported her sister -as her guiding star to bolster the next era. She would have easily done so in triumph. If those cruel words had never shattered her illusion... such a blissful ending surely would have been realized...

"My Queen... even though I can tell you are not satisfied with your decision... surely you know that there was no feasible outcome where Amaterasu could succeed your throne. A fine warrior though she may be - choosing someone adopted from an enemy who nearly seized your throne would have been highly controversial. In due time, I believe she will understand. "

The Queen furrowed her brows at the harsh words of her advisor. She did not wish for him to repeat the words. The guilt was becoming too much to bear.

Gazing upon that disappointed visage on the day of her decision to decide who would she would crown nearly shattered her psyche. In a perfect world, she would have chosen them both to rule over the land, as silly as the notion was.

Even though she knew that the girl named Amaterasu was not her own - there was still love and compassion for that mischievous young woman. She could have let this moment break her bond between her sister; she would not have blamed the young woman for such a reaction. However, she handled it with pride and grace - just as she had raised her.


"Even so, I love her as if she were my own. Reigning over this kingdom has been a prime source of my torment - adhering to the wishes of my people, questioning the weight of my decisions, all while raising two venerable women whose legends shall transcend the realms... it is too strong a burden for me to carry. My Kingdom exalts me as a goddess who commands divinity and grace. I am no goddess.

I am an irredeemable woman who has sown such an inescapably tragic sequence of events. To uphold our foolish ideas - propagating this disgusting disdain of humans - My position as a queen compromisingly forced me to murder the only warrior I ever called sister.

Gazing upon those two girls, I find myself reflecting on those days we once spent in our true homeland. Compassionate to one another, sharing the same vision, a mutual passion... we were inseparable once.

An idyllic warrior who always chose to serve me with inimitable fealty. Maintaining foolish precepts caused an irreparable division between us. Why do we choose to remain divided? What is the reasoning behind a misguided worldview that perpetuates isolation? How can we, as open-minded as we are to the other realms, cast our judgment upon humankind? War? Greed? Chaos? For a kingdom that prides itself on honor, our ego is so vast that I find it comical. "


"Surely you jest, Your Majesty. Our kingdom is built on the notion of eternal progression and unblemished honor; accepting humans whose hearts know naught but greed and deception will only set us on a path towards ruination. "


"A path to ruination? The strife that followed from our betrayal nearly plunged my kingdom into ruin. Do you even hear yourself properly? In our desire to avoid conflict, we inevitably incurred it by threatening our most loyal soldier! For what reason? Fear?

Even if her heart and its affections belonged to that of a human, what threat did he pose? What prosperity or honor was gained? Nothing! I trampled upon her dream of progression to uphold our own; banishing her child and husband to the world that we fear so much. Honoka has certainly earned her right to the throne... but do not dare speak to me as if Amaterasu was not equally suitable to rule over this kingdom!"

"Before you continue your tirade - so high and mighty - it was you who committed the act that led to her death. No matter how much you fool yourself or give her the name of a goddess, you will never be able to possibly claim her as your daughter. "

To whom did those words hurt the most? The Queen or her daughter who had overheard their conversation through the doorway? To think that the woman she had worshipped this entire time as her mother was, in fact, not her mother at all. Her mother had already been felled by the hands of this woman who raised her from infancy.

Gritting her teeth, she lunged through the door and began to suffocate her mouth,
tightly gripping her fingers around her throat.

Tears welled forth from the young woman's eyes, her fingers pressing deep into the queen's neck as she felt herself surrender to the malicious rage swelling within her heart.

The queen had surely never seen such an expression before. To see it directed at her had broken her heart.

Kill me. Please. I have committed so many unspeakable sins.

Her eyes seemed to speak such words as she gazed through faltering vision upon the beastly visage of her daughter.

Even to the end, with her hands upon her neck, she still loved her as if she were truly her own. The advisor ordered the guards to pull her from the queen before she committed regicide.

Misaiko executed a defensive spell that erected a wall of magically-impenetrable wind that served as a barrier between them, even under the duress of having her life forcefully being taken away from her. However, Midori relented as soon as she saw what her mother had done. Her grip loosened as she gazed into those loving eyes.

"Why...? You can easily kill me with the snap of a finger. You know this... and yet you are protecting me? I am not your daughter. He confirmed that. "

"Even if you hate me from this day forward... I will always love you as if you were born from my own blood. Never shall a day go by where you are not under my protection."

"I... have to go now. There is no place for me here. I am certain you are aware of that. "

"...I understand. Perhaps... one day you will find it in yourself to grant me the blessing of forgiveness. "

"Goodbye, Mother... "

Even to the end, Midori could have condemned the woman who took everything away from her but her love for the woman who had raised her proved to be stronger. At that moment, knew her time here was at an end and decided to see for herself how earth truly was. A path she needed to travel alone.

To the very end, for as much as she wished to, she still loved the queen as her one true progenitor.

Upon making her journey towards earth, Midori's experience with earth could aptly be described as, "love at first sight." Everything from the scenery, to the people, as well as earth's finest heroes.... all of it, was a dazzling revelation to her mind.

As she continued to travel around the cities of the earth - Japan primarily - she was stunned to see how kind humans actually were, in spite of how the advisors of the east tended to speak so venomously of them. She even decided to give herself a name on earth. Midori.

She had been to Soul Society countless times but earth felt so much more... lively, vibrant, and peaceful. Excitement burned within her heart; power surging through her veins as the revelation of being able to control her own destiny captivated her mind. There was a significant sacrifice that had to be made.


Much to Midori's chagrin, there was a bond between her and her mother that still burned deep within her heart. To the queen, she had felt as if Midori would never forgive her for her transgressions.

Surely the thoughts of visiting dominated her mind, for she knew where her child was at all times and kept a watchful eye. She was fond of earth but her loyalty to her homeland as a ruler remained paramount; preparing her firstborn daughter – Honoka - as the sole inheritor of the throne consumed all her attention.

As heartless as it was, Midori accepted her decision without a hint of disappointment. She knew that perhaps... even a visit seemed to be impossible in hindsight. Their paths had diverged.

As Midori became acquainted with earth, her residence would officially become Karakura Town. There seemed to be a lot of spiritual activity that fluctuated throughout the city. It seemed to be a town with a propensity for trouble. That nuisance aside, Midori found it necessary to properly develop her powers and skills beyond the physical and martial training she was taught in her homeland. Thus, in the times where she wasn't around the town, she was traveling the world to uncover her own identity.


Her blood was a mixture between a Sugiura and a Soul-evolution human, a race of humans capable of achieving supernatural/metaphysical feats that reached the realm of magic and alchemy.

With the death of her true parents, Midori had no idea of the direction she should go with her skills. A significant dilemma, to be sure, but one easily remedied.


In time, Midori traveled the world until she crossed paths with Iori Tokugawa. She was a fierce warrior with the strength of a thousand and the magical prowess of a divine sorceress. However, there was more of a connection than she was actually aware of.

In truth, Iori was her elder sister, who was banished from the realm of the Sugiura long ago. Their appearances were vastly different, so figuring out her identity was extremely arduous.

It was only when Iori had inquired about Midori's history and upbringing that she was able to piece together the remnants of memory, of how she held Midori within her arms like a baby, promising her that she would always protect her little sister.


That same memory was jogged within Midori's mind... and she found herself breaking down before the crimson-haired woman, elated with joy to have a such a venerable woman she could look up to. The revelation of finding a beloved sibling who was true of her own blood drove Midori to train with a madman's zeal.

She evolved at a rapid pace, developing countless spells and techniques.
Alchemy, the creation of familiars, developing her own Prima Materia and Anima Mundi, as well as her own unique abilities - she embraced her training and had truly reached the level of a warrior worth their mettle.

Her natural and metaphysical skills fully developed, Iori offered Midori an opportunity to roam the earth and aid those who could not protect themselves. Accepting the offer, the two roamed the earth, establishing a name for themselves as warriors who maintained peace wherever it was needed. They did not seek glory, only an upholding of the status quo. Peace on earth. That was all they desired.

Returning to Karakura after years of training, self-reflection, and enlightenment, Midori concluded that this town was in need of their assistance more than any other. Iori acquiesced, accepting the offer without a moment's hesitation. Iori would reside in Tokyo while Midori would introduce herself in a multitude of guises in order to scan the area for spiritual threats - hollows included.

Even though she was technically an adult by human standards, she possessed the appearance of a young and vibrant woman. As such, her entry into Karakura high was met with little resistance.

Her journey would eventually lead her into the paths of two men who would go on to lead legendary paths - one in infamy as her enemy, the other in heroic feats as her future husband. Those two were none other than Kin Iramasha and Shadin Yuudeshi.

Her first impression of the two young men was little more than the disposition of obnoxious perverts with a disposition for pranks and rowdiness. Her initial meeting with them had left a bad impression on her. Even so, in time, she found them to be charming, as they always provided her with a cheerful laugh. She became a voice of reason to prevent them from getting too out of hand. They had reminded her of herself back within her homeland where she was young and trying to find her own identity.

As time passed, they became the best of friends and engaged in many adventures, some that often found them in trouble with the town police, and others were they would play harmless pranks on the students around the school.

However, this time was not built to last. Nero, the first of many who would threaten the earth, kidnapped Shadin's family. Kin and Shadin had occupied a special place in her heart; therefore, she would not stand idly by while they were suffering so she added whatever resources he needed until he found them.

Acquiring the assistance of her sister, Iori, all of them were able to come together and defeat Nero, rescue his family, and avert any further crisis from befalling the earth. At that time, Iori would become familiar with Shadin and became attached to him, seeing him in the image of a brother she never had.


However, Midori could not properly prepare herself for the events that would transpire next, as Shadin had accessed power that came with a great sacrifice of his sanity. His demon. His Ziamichi. Oni-Chitta. In the following years, his overuse of the demonic energy within him had caused his personality to undergo a horrific transformation.


Whereas before, he possessed the mentality of an incurable trickster with a heart of gold, now he seemed to become increasingly antagonistic to those around him.

The culmination of his antagonism came in the form of two new friends Midori had found in the form of Ritsuka and Yuki, who she referred to as Snow. Hoping that inviting new friends into their group would quell his anger, Midori's efforts would prove to be more disastrous than helpful.

Shadin had fallen in love with Yuki. To him, she resembled a past lover that he met in the soul society. However, Yuki's heart belonged to Ritsuka, and Shadin could not accept that. Any time he was around Yuki, he constantly harassed her sexually, flirted with her, and crowded her personal space, in front of the young human.

It escalated to such a point that Ritsuka decided to humiliate Kin, Shadin's most beloved friend. During one incident, when Shadin and Kin had walked up on Yuki and Ritsuka. Shadin initially heckled Ritsuka before setting his eyes on Yuki, embracing her in a hug that seemed more lustful than formal.

Disregarding his presence, Shadin shamelessly flirted with Yuki. The anger that had been festering inside him was comparable to a broiling volcano ready to burst. Yuki, the victim in all of this, had all but lost her patience. Midori had done her best to reason with her and let her come around to accepting him, no matter how insufferable he seemed, absentmindedly ignoring the clues of insanity festering inside of him. However, that proved to be a grave mistake. Ritsuka had attacked Kin with a blast of energy that left him immobilized.

Ritsuka had not intended to hurt him to any degree beyond temporary disorientation, but there was little use in reasoning with Shadin. His anger had reached a breaking point, the volcano that had been seeping quietly finally burst forth, as Shadin's demon, Oni-Chitta, came to the surface.

Shadin, controlled by the wicked beast, attacked Ritsuka with vicious ferocity, ending his life in such an abrupt fashion that one might have thought that his gruesome decapitation was fashioned by the mind of a horror movie director with a penchant for shock value. A farce. A sight fit only for nightmares—and yet a nightmare that was all too real, all too inescapable.

As the dismembered head flew into the air and rolled onto the ground by the feet of the woman who loved him, a lifeless expression was all that her countenance could muster. She gazed upon him, raised her sword, and uttered the words that sealed her own demise.

“I always knew you were a monster. “ And with that, she charged towards him with her zanpakuto. A futile act leading to an equally tragic result. And so, too, the life of Snow, Midori's dearest friend, came to an abrupt end, as her body was viciously torn to pieces in an imperceptible instant.

When Midori sensed the ominous presence, she hurriedly dashed towards the source, only to be met with the grisly sight of her dismembered companions. If one had to describe their lifeless bodies, it was as if they had personally been dissected piece by piece, like so many slabs of meat.

Such a sight induced vomit as she held her hands to her mouth, observing the area with her spiritual senses—only to gaze upon the demonic visage of Shadin, possessed by his own demon.

She could deny it for a thousand years but the indisputable killer behind this murderous act was Shadin, or rather, an enraged beast that lived within his body. She initially attempted to reason with him but he could not hear her pleas. A battle ensued where Midori was clearly outclassed, and beaten within an inch of her life.


She could not bring herself to strike him down. Even if there were moments where she gained the advantage, landing a killing blow was unbearably difficult.

Her mother who had been keeping an eye on her from the Sugiura Dimension quickly traversed the realm to aid her daughter in battle. Iori also made her way towards the battlefield. However, even with the arrival of those formidable warriors, nothing could break the beast's defenses. He was too powerful.


Only with the assistance of Urahara Kisuke were they able to seal away the feral demon inside him. It was this event that led to severe nightmares in Midori's life.... one day when she was recovering from her life-threatening wounds, she leaped from her bed, experiencing another nightmare of that malevolent demon. It was too much.

She couldn't take anymore torment. When she walked outside, it was raining. She wanted to die here, like the useless piece of trash that she had deemed herself to be.

Her wounds were still fresh, her legs dirtied with mud and gravel, but she continued to wander. She didn't even matter. Shadin frightened her. What was inside him terrified her.

Falling to the ground, Midori exhaled a rough breath as she felt her heartbeat stagnate, slowing down.... it was fine. She had nothing to live for, so death like this was fitting for trash.

However, someone walked towards her, picked her up, and took her off to their home during her near-death state. Her name was Mirja Eeola. She gave her a temporary home to stay, nursed her wounds, and wondered why such a lovely girl with so much to live, collapse so readily as if to accept death. It wasn't so much out of care but out of curiosity.

Midori... couldn't really come up with a proper explanation. Was it really worth dying? Was she being cowardly? Was there truly no other way? Midori started to realize, as she hung around this beautiful woman, that kindness still did exist in this world and there was no crime in being kind to others.

Whenever she felt as if she had said something to upset Midori, she became hysterical which initially frightened Midori but she felt affection towards the woman who had rescued her from the rain and nursed her back to health.

She embraced Mirja and cradled her in her arms. A mutual desire to care for the other. Midori felt attraction towards Mirja, an attraction she had never felt for any woman before then.

The way she caressed her body as she healed her and placed her hands upon her cheek to regulate her condition... it caused feelings to arise within the raven-haired woman's heart.

Those feelings resulted in her planting a kiss on Mirja's lips before the two parted ways. Through interacting with Mirja, Midori found the courage to accept Shadin and embrace him for what he was.

Even if he tried, she could not find it in herself to hate him, as she could clearly see the regret and hurt in his eyes, could discern how remorseful his actions were. And much to the disagreement of her mother, Midori stayed beside him. This loyalty formed a romantic bond between the two. Even with his actions, Midori believed that he was still redeemable, and she supported him through his depression.

However, choosing to stay beside him had all but destroyed any possibility of rekindling the flame of a familial bond between her and her prideful mother. Or so she thought. In truth, Misaiko was simply worried about whether or not Shadin's demon would ever arise. Outside of that, she had grown quite fond of the young man.

Not once did they ever reach a common ground; a fact that tore her heart apart, eliminating any remnant of courage she had in returning to the place where she was born. In any case, she focused her attention wholly upon Shadin as the two developed a strong romantic bond. He realized how loyal she had been to him, deciding that when the time was right and the wars died down, he would marry this kind soul whose heart was filled with compassion.


Her loyalty to Shadin even went as far as her accepting his son - a child he brought into this world with another woman in his younger years - and giving him the love that had seemed to elude her in the past. Wars within the world became, even more, deadlier as they eventually faced another foe, Ender. While he initially proved to be an overwhelming force, with warriors under his banners such as Hime, Andrei, Roxy, and countless other warriors, Shadin's blossoming power helped tilt the war in their favor, especially with the growing emergence of Zin.


Add to that, the addition of Iori, one could not fault Midori for believing that their victory would be resounding.

However, the sacrifice came in the form of Kin Iramasha, who, being persuaded and manipulated by Hime, defected to Ender's army and now stood on the side of the enemy.


This shook her and her lover to the core, as Kin had been a source of inspiration and comical relief whenever they needed it. They had spent years together and for him to join Ender without an explanation had caused her to question herself, directing the blame upon her own shoulders. Shadin and Midori had formed a rescue group in order to enter Ender's base and convince Kin to return. However, neither he nor him, had any such intention of allowing them to escape unscathed.


A battle royal ensued with Kin showcasing his newfound power – The Seal of Junsui - and Hime overpowering them with sheer firepower. However, the two were forced to retreat on Ender's orders, and this too was an event that caused Shadin's mind to become even more weary with pain. His friend had not been the same man he knew before.


Whether it was Hime or Ender, one of these monsters had caused a change within him. This would prove to be the set up to a war where Midori would truly lose something. Ender, for as many strong warriors as he had amassed in his formidable army, had not expected a betrayal, not from Hime. Hime had realized there were significant flaws in his plan for world domination and no longer agreed, so she became a rogue along with her apprentice.


This greatly dampened his forces, allowing Shadin and the saviors of Karakura to overpower and defeat him. However, their victory was only momentary as a new enemy would soon rise to challenge them. For all that these harrowing events had drained out of her, she was blessed with one momentous event during their reprieve. Shadin had finally asked Midori to marry him.



Elated with joy at him finally taking the final step, Midori accepted his proposal without hesitation. Experiencing some of the best years of her life, her marriage to one of the world's strongest warriors with the warmest heart, was the defining point in her life here on earth.

After one of their intimate sessions of love-making, Midori was pregnant with their first child, Kishina. A daughter that she knew Shadin would love and protect with his life. With love and guidance from her sister, Iori, Midori's world had reached the heights of true bliss. For a time, peace occupied her everyday life.


No fear of death, no fear of losing those she loved with every fiber of her soul. However, those days were not long to last. Another threat – the most formidable she would ever come to expect – appeared in the form of an old comrade. Kin Iramasha. He had amassed an army of his own – K-World – forming an organization of warriors who sought to engrave their image of how the world should be upon the universe.


Though their objectives may have sounded noble on paper, they were an organization willing to go through every measure possible to achieve their aim. His first show of power was to fight against them and the warriors who stood beside him were anything but weak; Hime, Andrei, Claire, and Roxxy. Although Shadin and his comrades had faced off against K-world, most of their battles could be considered to be minor skirmishes compared to what would happen next. Collecting his stronger warriors, Kin commenced a battle royale against Shadin.

In Karakura, Shadin would face Andrei. Hime would face Midori. And Iori would face Kin, as the two had a score to settle with the other, their battle was all but inevitable. Shadin held the advantage against Andrei, easily overpowering him with his plethora of newly advanced skills. However... Midori was no match for Hime. If their clash was comparable to the seas, then Midori's attacks were but a small splash in the face of a massive tsunami.

Of course, it was not as if Midori was weak by any stretch of the term but—Hime possessed one indomitable trait that Midori did not – experience.

Iori managed to hold a surprising advantage against Kin, using her martial prowess and time manipulation to equal him in combat. Kin had become annoyed at that fact, believing that he should've easily been able to overpower her. He would not allow himself to lose to someone whom he despised.

And so, he unleashed more of his power, launching a world-rending chaos blast filled with electrical energy towards Iori. Midori, believing that she would not be able to survive such a blast, lunged towards Iori, pushing her away from the blast as it consumed her body.


The blast had not killed Midori but she was gravely injured and left paralyzed. This caused Shadin to temporarily tap into his demonic state, empowering himself with Oni-Chitta's intense energy, and within seconds, he overpowered Andrei. He quickly called out to Midori and tried to order Iori to retreat, but it was too late. Iori soared towards Kin in a suicidal charge, prepared to take him with her to the grave, and strike a devastating blow to K-World.

Even to the end, Iori wished to protect the people who she came to love with all of her heart. At that moment in time, her sacrifice would have likely been the making of a tragic legend that would live on in history.

However, her efforts were ruthlessly thwarted by Claire, the queen of blood and madness. She dealt Iori a devastating blow that seemingly appeared to kill her, as she was enveloped within an orb of luminous light. Her wounds were exceedingly life-threatening, causing most to assume she had died that day. Midori and Shadin, watched on in terror, while Kin felt regret for the first time.

Temporarily, for but a single moment, he questioned whether this path was truly prosperous, but Hime reminded him that the world he envisioned would only manifest with necessary sacrifice.

Kin ordered them to retreat, deciding to focus his eyes on the Soul King. Midori would never be the same from that day. With each passing year, more enemies appeared. The blast had significantly ruptured her bones to the point that walking became painful, and fighting was all but an afterthought. Mana and Shadowfall came to the forefront and many other groups with chaos at the forefront of their minds.

In a word, she felt powerless. She couldn't do anything to help, so from her bed, as those years passed, she saw how Shadin changed, how he fell into a depression that wasn't easily noticed by others. It wasn't tears or agony but rather a quiet acceptance that things would never go back to how they truly were.

Even so, he would not allow himself to consider himself a failure. He had people to protect. And so, he delved into technology with unbridled fury, inventing the Yuudeshi network, enhancing and outfitting his body with nanomachines. Eventually, he implanted Imaginary computation within his brain, granting him the power to rival a god.

His daughter often followed him along in these endeavors. This made Midori happy but her growing depression slowly affected her, even when she was able to walk again without issue. The nightmares returned, more potent than before. Vivid beyond imagination, and without that old friend(Mirja) to care or embrace her, her nightmares led to a severe lack of sleep. She was useless and she kept reminding herself of that fact.

When she saw the graves of friends or soldiers who died, lending their aid to the wars for the earth and its resources - their graves, commemorative pictures, memoirs - and everything in between, it tore her apart. To add fire to the flames, while the body of her older sister, Iori, had been recovered... there was no guarantee that she would wake up. The attack launched by Claire had truly done a number on the sorceress.


Each of these events had driven Midori to contemplate the idea of suicide. She could not defend her own husband or watch over her children from a bed. She failed to assure that her sister lived through a life or death struggle. What purpose was there left for someone so weak, so useless? She pondered the thought as she continued to endure nights of sleeplessness and hellish nightmares. Strength. That was what she craved.

Was she too naive? Did she lack something that the others did not?


As she laid within her bed, these questions ensnared her mind in a vice-grip of agony that remained unrelenting. A useless woman... did she commit a sin by seeking to protect the sanctity and prosperity of earth? What was wrong with her? Midori roamed the streets, a sullen expression dominant in her graceful features, her jet-black hair flowing listlessly within the gentle winds. Roaming deep into a forest to find a moment of peace, she heard a voice call out as if it were directed to her and no one else.

"You know... you will achieve nothing by continuing to sulk. I can practically taste your despair "


However, she thought nothing of it and ignored the pesky noise as she returned to her home to sleep that night. However, there was something different in her dream. That same voice had returned, except this time there was someone with a physical appearance to match it.

It was a demon whose gender seemed to be female, endowed with a majestic appearance and aura gleaming with royalty.

A dazzling sight to behold, and yet Midori found it odd that she had allowed herself to become weak enough to allow a demon to roam into her dream world.

She mused that it was better than experiencing another nightmare. That aside, she asked a question that had dominated her mind ever since the demon had arrived.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I? Well, darling, I can be anybody you want me to be. I can be a Disney princess, the queen of Britain, or even a world-renowned model, buxom and sexy. "


"That did nothing to answer my question. In fact, you ended up confusing me even more."

"Yeesh, Louise! Did that blast fry ya' so hard that you lost your sense a' humor? If you were payin' close attention, I said that I can be anybody ya' want me to be. Clue time~! If I am here in your dream world, what could I possibly be then? I'll answer for ya' since ya' got a fried brain to combat with. I am Elphia, the Danava of Dreams. Or rather, I suppose I use to be. I think somebody might've taken my title.

You can never tell how many demons are roamin' the great regions of hell. Anyway... your nightmares were so rampant you caused me to seek out the source. Torment has really been biting you in the ass. "

"Leave. I will not bother in engaging in a conversation with a demon. You can never understand torment. "


"Naive gal, huh. My my, so you seem to believe through a faulty perception that we demons are nothin' but torment-givers and that we cannot experience pain ourselves? I suppose if you read a religious anecdote, that lovely book by John Milton, or the holy bible... you might develop a notion that demons are nothing but evil little' creatures that doom you to a life of eternal suffering... and yet that couldn't be further from the' truth, lady~!

Ya see... although there most certainly is a significant amount of demons who wish to induce suffering and torment on others... there also demons who have a heart of gold. If ya' truly knew about us demons, you would know that King Solomon pretty much captured 72 demons and then formulated a compendium on how to use us to teach others and extend blessings of luck and riches. So, like, think of me as one of Solomon's little playthings. I'm a demon who wishes to assist. "

"I... suppose I stand corrected. Even still, how do you believe that your assistance could be of any use to me? Wash away my nightmares and replace them with blissful dreams? A noble cause, truly, and yet there is little that could neutralize the torment in my heart. "

"Mnnh... not exactly. The nightmares are annoying. I usually revel in the bliss of a dream. Don't care which, really. I'm not picky. Wet dreams, lucid dreams, silly dreams... when I sense the happiness, happiness, and satisfaction fills my heart. When nightmares start, I can sense them.

Needless to say, yours are the worst. You have more sorrow in your heart than I had tears in my eyes at the end of Titanic. Washing away your dreamworld in lieu of a new one would only bring in greater nightmares. As I said back in the forest, you will get nowhere sulking. "


"No, you desire strength. I can sense it. You wish to be stronger so that the remaining ones that you do love that hasn't been lost... will never be harmed again. Such beautiful notions of heroism! Yummy aspirations. No, you are strong but you lack... a certain something.

A fire deep inside your heart. You are held down by your ideas, by certain aspects of your mercy, and regrets at the hands of betrayal.

A beautiful heart, certainly... and yet one that needs to be enlightened in the ways of battle. Let me take you through a journey in hell; meeting demons that I know of that can aid you in growing stronger. I promise it is certainly better than sulking or lamenting on things that were out of your hands. So, what shall your answer be?"

Although she was very much baffled by this turn of events, Midori found it hard to disagree to what was said about her ideas, of how she craved to grow stronger so that no one - from her husband to her children, or even her sister should she wake once more - would ever know pain or suffering ever again. To realize such a goal, would the road to hell bear good intention?

There was a lot she would be risking. Would she continue to spend the rest of her days lamenting on her failure... or would she accept this opportunity to ignite a new flame within her heart? To return to the days of a warrior who knew not a single ounce of fear? Sighing deeply, she looked back at the Danava of Dreams and announced her acceptance to the offer.

"To think that the fate of regaining my self-worth... lies within the hands of the underworld. I do hope you mean every word you said. "

"Well, think of it this way. You'll be helping me as much as I help you~ "

"So, does this mean I have to wake up now and... find my way to the underworld?"


"Not necessarily. I'm pretty sure a lot of people would come looking for you, your husband being one of them. So to avoid all that messiness, an astral projection would be less messy. You can sleep each night and wake up, as though nothing changed. Some days you can sleep away if you wish to engage in more contact with me... and so forth, and all that. At the very least, we can avoid a lot of questions. "


"Lead the way, Elphia. I am pretty sure you know my name so there is no need to introduce myself. "

"Midori~ I reckon' that isn't your real name, though. Amaterasu... no, not that either. Either way, I'll rock with Midori. Let us be on our merry way!"

Not knowing what to expect or who she would meet, Midori prepared herself as she felt her soul descending towards the underworld. Having no particular expectation, her sole desire to ascend beyond her limit, and noble wish to protect those around her, Midori would not falter. She could not.


Welcome to Hell...


Upon Midori's first arrival in the underworld, she felt a sense of discomfort that had not wavered since she was offered an invitation to roam the realm. Her body so far was little more than an astral projection, meaning that should anything occur to her where she is gravely injured, she may well experience that in real life upon waking up. Elphia, however, reassured her that all would be fine as she continued to show her around various locations within Hell. To her surprise, as Elphia said, she found that while demons were still the same sinful creatures spoken of in lore... they seemed to possess aspects of personality that made them seem human, kind, and socially delightful.

Some were humorous, some were nonsensical, some were serious, and not a single one ever held any contempt towards her. Elphia had introduced her to her person legion of demons she had accumulated over the years. They welcomed her as if she were family.

Demon children would always request playtime and became smitten with the raven-haired woman. Elphia could tell that she was finally beginning to ease up, that her shell was slowly breaking. In time, each day of rest... no longer seemed to be a hellish nightmare. She would travel to hell with Elphia, probe the minds of demons, and accumulate knowledge beyond her own idealistic scope.

"You see, Midori... not every demon is a creature that wishes for torment, the despair of others, nor the punishers of your sin. The reason you're able to connect with us... is that we aren't too different, you know? Like humans, we feel the emotions of the seven sins, we feel happiness, and we feel so much more. It may have... perhaps been a whim on my part but I've become quite fond of your company. "

"Me too. "

"However... I am well aware that your true intention is to become stronger. As such, I have prepared a meeting with someone whom I believe will teach you all that you need to know. She is the Danava of Knowledge. Consider a gift... for dealing with us demon' folk. I can take you to the entrance of her personal domain. That is where you're training shall be conducted. "

The moment was nigh, the true reason for why she was brought here and who desired to see her the most would soon be revealed. Entering the domain along with Elphia, she stood within the halls of the demoness, awaiting the arrival of her host.

From the main corridor of the halls, as Midori made her last step across the hallways, she came face to face with the Danava of knowledge --- Satella.

Distinct - in appearance and nature - from the majestic and flamboyant visage of Elphia, Satella's form was graceful, yet possessed a powerful radiance that still overwhelmed the raven-haired woman standing within her presence. Through her, she would undergo the final trials that would help initiate her ascension to a higher realm of not only skill but perseverance.

"Judging by what was described to me of your appearance, I take it you are the hero from the earth that has fought in many harrowing wars? Elphia has told me that you wish to seek my guidance. "



"Correct."



"Why?"


"To become strong enough... to protect those I love, to never experience the feeling of weakness that torments my soul ever again. "


"A noble cause, yet one that is nevertheless misguided. You cannot possibly seek my tutelage over something so trivial, so benign. "


"I do not understand. You consider my cause noble... yet call them misguided? Before you reject my request, answer me as to why my cause is unworthy. "

"Quite simply, you lack the mettle of a true warrior. As a demon who has witnessed the wars and battles of countless centuries, beholding visions of mighty men and women who amassed victory and accolade equal, what ultimately defined them is their ambition.

The manifestation of ambition is formed through many ideas. Grotesque. Profane. Impure. Beautiful. Honorable. Admirable. Even so, never did their ambition stem from wishing to protect someone in the name of love.

Such notions are fit only for fairy tales, though there are none that exist in your world. If your intent is to truly reach a higher realm of strength and skill, all that you desire... should reside in your heart, for your own wellbeing. If I were to train you, I would humiliate you, bare your soul for all of demonkind to see, and drown you within the depths of hopelessness. Pray that the abyss grants you mercy I am incapable of giving. Answer me, young one, would you be willing to go through such a hellish series of trials? "


As Midori heard her harsh yet honest explanation, Midori looked off into the direction of her companion, Elphia, then redirected her gaze towards Satella, who gazed deep into her soul, baring down upon her with fierce yet quiet-natured eyes. Her resolve could not falter now.

Even if death is what awaited her at the end, surely nothing would ever compare to the humiliation of losing a war, of feeling so useless that your life no longer held meaning. No, she would experience that no longer!

"As much as I would like to disagree, I cannot deny how correct you are in your conclusions of me... which is why I wish to bear the lessons of your tutelage. I wish to be shattered to pieces and rebuilt in the image of something far greater. Satella - Danava of knowledge and intuition, bestow upon me all that you wish. If it means that my death occurs, then so be it. "





"Very well, I wish to see you enter my realm in your physical body and not the astral form that you are currently occupying. "


From that day forward, Midori had decided to do as she was ordered and enter the demon world in her physical body. She arrived within the Danava of Knowledge's domain, preparing herself for four trials that would test the limits of her sanity and state of mind.


In the first trial, what Satella forced Midori to experience was acceptance of physical damage and the endurance against it. She destroyed one of her eyes and severed an arm and burned half of her body, scarring her tremendously; as she herself said, there was no mercy in the heart of this demoness.


The pain was so excruciating that she felt her mind entering a realm - if only momentarily - of uncertainty. However, the pain soon turned into resolve, bolstering her to remain stalwart and complete her trials. The second trial was based in humiliation. Images, phantoms, and ghosts all surrounded her, jeering at her unattractive state.

Each image was of someone she cherished, and each one felt so real that she questioned whether they were truly phantasms of Satella's making or the individuals she truly loved. It may have seemed simplistic in nature... until an image of her mother appeared.

That queenly visage stood before her with a smile that seemed so graceful and benevolent that it was otherworldly. She had never addressed these emotions that she still retained within her heart, never addressed the guilt she felt at having to leave a kingdom she loved.


"Pathetic daughter, my child who I love with such conviction, even though I never chose you to lead our kingdom. You will never eclipse the shadow of the firstborn. My beloved daughter. My own true blood. "


"I do not wish to eclipse her shadow!" like a shout, her voice was so loud that it bellowed throughout half of the realm. "I am a warrior worth a thousand. For far too long I've allowed my humiliation of not being chosen to fester in my heart. No more. I love my sister, even if we do not share the same bloodline. My destiny lies with the earth now. I must protect those that I love here. Know that even as an illusion, no words from your lips could ever humiliate me. I still regard you as my mother. I still love you as my mother. "

The image of the false queen seemed content to hear those words, smiling gently as the phantom dissipated. Two trials were complete, and there were two more that had to be completed. The third was act was extending no mercy whatsoever to those who desired to be rescued by her, no matter how noble or innocent they appeared. She was constantly faced with the decision of having to save a single life over thousands of others; If she was truly as heroic as she said she was, such a task should've posed no difficulty.

To Satella, the concept of heroism was flawed once you delve deeper into its philosophy... One would always have to weigh the options; in order to save a few, perhaps the many would be sacrificed. No matter the outcome, not everyone would come out unscathed. In this trial, she would not be regarded as a superhero who could achieve everything. She would have to choose who lives and who dies.

Each failure to save a life, delivered a pang of guilt to her heart, as she could not bear the thought of gazing upon their agonized faces as she avoided saving them or delivered death blows to put them out of their misery. Slash. Slash. Cut. Cut. Stab. Stab.

"You promised you would save us... "

"You are no hero. You're a failure. Is this the true form of justice? Our lives sacrificed only to save the few who survived? "

At times, these were merely virtual scenarios - illusions of the mind - but in order to truly break her, Satella saw fit to use actual victims as test subjects. Indeed, one of Midori's deepest fears was the inability to feel as if she could prevent everything from going down a path of chaos and bloodshed, to feel as if she could be heroic and fight for a noble cause, the way her sister had taught her.

To discard her philosophy - a notion to which she had grown religiously adherent - would shatter all that she had ever come to know about what it meant to fight for the sake of others... or the sake of her own desires, her own glory.

In her heart, at the lowest point of all, beyond protecting the very few that she did love... she possessed a surprisingly dark edge to her that had manifested before her very eyes.

It was her before Satella had burned and torn apart the flesh of her arm. In no wasted motion, she beheld the sight of herself, ruthlessly killing those who were at the root of the torment. It did not pain her whatsoever to weigh those who mattered most and provide a merciful death to those who could not be saved.

She was... the remorseless heroine. The image of a woman she would become if she discarded her long-kept worldview. She weakly raised her hand out towards the remorseless self, as if to confirm that this was what she truly desired to be. In truth, the part she detested most was her inability to act.

It haunted her in every part of her life. There so many things that she could have prevented. A fundamental flaw in her heroism is that she felt everyone to be redeemable, even those who betrayed her.

Had she truly been so naive? Was it truly a lost cause?

The remorseless self-had confirmed to her that the only way to achieve her grand desire, to ascend to greater heights, is to adorn oneself within the robes of a tyrant, to give in to that merciless nature and trample over all until nothing was left to stand before her or her comrades. Fight evil with evil. Be even more ruthless in your actions than they are. The end justifies the means if it ensures that those you truly love are protected.

Grasping onto the hand had confirmed the acceptance of her remorseless self and the shattering of the heroine of justice. With a single touch, the remorseless self had erased most remnants of heroism in her heart.

One more trial.

Satella was impressed that Midori had endured all three of her trials. From surviving mutilation and scarring, to enduring humiliation, and being a force to come face to face with her own ideas and inner demons that came with them, Midori had definitely transformed into someone far more relentless than who she had been before. She engaged in battle with other demons and wasted no time in showing her superiority.

To say that she was proud of was an understatement. Yet it was not over. One more trial awaited her at the end. This was a trial that was a culmination of all that she had learned. She was going to be forced to fight on her own and survive in the state she was currently in, to establish the reputation of a fierce warrior in the underworld.

In the end, if she survived any demon who wished to see her die or enslave her, she would face Satella herself and her training would be complete. Each year passed by, thousands of battles had been waged, and she had completed the goal of building a reputation in a realm that was starting to feel like home.

She had come face to face with the Danava of knowledge in her own domain, for what would most likely be the last time. Their paths may cross again in the future, but Satella had accomplished her end of the bargain. She did not have any significant connection to the woman before her - save perhaps a newfound admiration to one who had completely rebuilt herself from all that had been shattered to something far more ruthless in nature.

She could feel the domineering presence over her skin as it emanated from the remorseless heroine. The two engaged in a battle that seemed to possess no end whatsoever, with Midori emerging victorious in the end. Her sword was placed at the Demoness's neck, grazing flesh as she flashed a haughty smirk.

"I fought through many battles in order to finally face you and I find myself unsatisfied. Perhaps I should kill you and wear your head as a symbol of my training."

"If you very well desired it, there would be little that I could say in response. However, I have something far more valuable that I think I will pass onto you. I crafted it as a reward for all that you endured..."

With those words, a book formed within the hands of the Danava demon. She placed a finger upon it, firing it towards the waiting hands of the remorseless heroine.

"It is a book of artifacts; weapons, shields, bows, spears, and other items that can be of use to you, as the nature of your power is in weaponry and your main skill as a soul-evolution human is manipulating the sun through different aspects of power. Truly, if you roam the earth now, you will find weapons that you can replicate or utilize with little effort. "

"Until the time is opportune, I believe I'll make residence here. If you do not mind, of course. Consider it my second prize for your defeat. Until then, I wish to celebrate with the others."

"Very well, stay for as long as you like. "

So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day
I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves
And though we're the damned we're so far from alone
So let's bury the hatchet inside of their skulls
- CTE

SKILL SHEETS

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General Skills

• Durability: Advanced
  
• General Speed: Advanced
  
• Strength: Advanced
  
• Weapon Skill: Elite
  

Racial Skills

• Anima Stone: Advanced
  
• Prima Materia: Elite
  
• Aiónios: Advanced
  
• Víma: Advanced
  

Will Skills

• Willpower/Determination: Elite
  
• Mental Deduction: Advanced
  
• Focus: Elite