When a person is over one billion years old and they gain much wisdom and knowledge from their travels, what do you think their personality would be?
Cold? Aloof? Tragic? Unfeeling?
No. None of those answers are correct.
If you seek the true answer to this question, then I shall give you a hint.
Somewhere, in this vast world which we call Griffon...
Lies in a certain soul,
Of a certain half-immortal,
Unhinged and mourning over the loss of her brother,
Who just went on a murdering spree in the Royal Palace after killing her 'fiancé', her 'parents', and all of those damn nobles in cold blood.
And now...
She was journeying to the Lellenorian Empire,
In search of new victims for her to torment.
This is my own story, not fanfiction. All my characters are original. (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)