Akashira

Name: Akashira (Ah-Ka-She-Ra)
Last Name: Malqir (Ma-Al-Keer)
Nickname: Shira, Aka
Title: Lightwarden
Sex: Female
Age: Unknown
Height: 6'2
Weight: 176 lbs
Eye Color: Gold & Black
Hair Color: Golden Blonde
Sexuality: ⚢
Species: Sin Eater
Element: Light
Traits: Enhanced; Strength and Durability. Rebirth
Alignment: Neutral Evil

Diamond Skin

Akashira's skin is always protected by a Light Crystal barrier empowered by her natural attunement to Primordial Light. This barrier will absorb and deflect, reducing the overall impact of blunt force blows, or skirting piercing and deflecting slashing damage. The struck areas will diminish over time and form cracks, looking much like cracked or chipped porcaline, until sustaining enough damage to shatter. This will regenerate over time at a fairly steady rate.

Primordial Light Manifestation

As a being born directly of Primordial Light she is afforded the ability to wield it and shape it into that of physical items. This is typically light crystal, an incredibly hard and durable substance that will channel her inner light. This synergy allows her to empower these weapons with The Light itself and thus use it upon her foes in destructive or transformative ways.

Purification

Able to wield Light Infused weaponry of her own manifestation Akashira can purge a living creature and flood it with The Light. This causes either an amalgamation horror to be spawned that acts only on instinct to kill living things, controlled only by a Light Warden, or the Light Warden can allow the victim to retain it's memories but fall under the control of the Light Warden as a loyal Consort, bound in service and unable to act out.

Should she not move one would suspect a most intricate porcelain statue had been erected in the holy imagery of the divine who did reign from the heavens above. A shimmer to ghostly white flesh with pinstripe golden lines set into the flesh. A sublime and shapely curvature that spoke to the perfection of the female figure. Gold from head to toe, but white hair falls straight beyond her shoulders, the subtle cover of golden crystal over various parts of her body, thought primarily for decency, to the elongated nails of gold that sprout from her fingers, even the tips of elongated and pointed ears would trimmed in golden glory. All this beauty and often with an expression void of life, with golden eyes broken by perfect black circle that framed a subtle swirling of golden light at the core. The six wings often found upon her back a truly magnificent display of white with a soft golden hue as they were manifestations of Light Crystal when one began to inspect them closely.

What was there to say about the young girl from a small town? Not much for this one in particular. Akashira was fairly ordinary as she grew up. Quite pretty, sociable, witty and with a spark of ingenuity and intelligence. A world in strife created a need for all to be swift of sword and she took to it with only a moderate amount of success. As small as the town started, it only grew smaller still as the outside threats would claim them one by one, be it bandits or the monsters that grew in number day by day, soon such horrible beasts remained the only threat.

A simple day, a harvest day, set most of the labor and hard of back to the field. Just a small group left to patrol and watch for the evils that would prowl at any hour. The bright days would never cease to be, this one no less so, until it came. The Monster and its pack. There was barely a cry for alarm before it was silenced and replaced with a curdling scream and the sounds of choking and sputtering. Then the rest of the screaming, the shouting, the snarling of turned beasts and the battle cry of those armed, some with weapons and some with farming equipment.

It was but a skirmish. Akashira found herself cut off but able to cut her way through. These creatures made no sense. The most docile of animals was a vicious and blood thirsty monster drained of all color and as hard as leather armor to slash or pierce! Then, there it was, the winged one floating just above the ground, seeking more prey, and having found the young ones hiding behind a cart of hay. Without a thought she would leap and plunge her sword, the monster only just able to turn and defect, but not enough to send the blade aside, but instead thrust far to the side of it's chest. It would fall and so would Akashira, over top the monster who began to glow, seemingly not in pain or in remorse, but it was rapidly dying and fading. The light was oddly awe inspiring as it swarmed around Akashira and in an instant it forced itself into her chest. It was pure agonizing pain that set every nerve on fire, it felt as though she was being pulled apart, ripped to pieces, as if her very soul was being burned by flame.

They didn't know it then. The Light shall always shine.

Wrapped in a cocoon of light the remaining folk of the town would gather around Akashira. Confusion set in as they hadn't witnessed this before. No one had slain one of the larger ones. Akashira's return was sudden as the cocoon broke open and the white monstrosity that had been was simply there again, but in the image of Akashira.

"The Light shall always shine."

The last words anyone heard before her hunt began.