“People like to yap about how precious life is, but in the end, we’re all just dirt in the ground, right? So, let’s go ahead and skip to the fun part!"

Sofine used to be an Executor of Nocthar, a dangerous group of warriors who fight and die with a fanaticism rivaled only by their devotion to their leader. She showed great promise and had very few flaws, such as her unusually kind heart. She met her end with an axe buried in her neck, a lethal blow from the very person she had sworn to protect.

But death would not take her into its gentle embrace. Not yet.

Despite all odds, she survived the ordeal. At least, her body did. Her mind had been shattered, leaving only a creature whose insanity and bloodthirst far surpassed even the most deranged Executors.

Her survival, her very existence, was supposed to be a closely guarded secret in Nocthar. But she escaped. She’s free. And now, she’s going to take her revenge – on the kingdom that imprisoned her for so long, and on the person who nearly killed her.

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Hoo boy. I’ve always wanted to do an evil character, and what better time to do it than now? I’ve been feeling a little down lately, a combination of factors ranging from clinic-related learnings and not-so-great engagement with some of my recent works. I might make characters for fun, but it’s always disheartening to see things either not so well received or buried beneath more popular, and frankly better, works regardless of external circumstances. Still, I’m going to try to keep a healthy mindset and do what I (hopefully) do best.

 A Stroll Through Woods

Relaxing on a Balcony

A Slow Morning

Waking From a Nightmare

Thanks for checking out my character! To whomever is reading this, I hope you have a great time!