"I reluctantly accept you as my partner, but if you betray me, I will tear out your heart."

Warning: The path ahead may have gore and big boobs, May the Silver Key Illuminate Your Path.

Basic Information:

Name: Helot

Gender: Female

Birthday: Dec 25th

Height: 1.07bēma (~5'4")

Weight: 75mina (~105lbs)

Gnostic Index: 26

Story:

Helot was not born with a thirst for blood. Betrayal and imprisonment fanned the flames of her earliest defiance. Steeped in endless resentment, she has since shuttered her heart to all...

Once, she had her own mother, however it did not matter when she was stolen from that family and taken in by a lady calling herself Helot's mother. Helot thought her new mother would be kind, having been gifted a beautiful dress. She believed in the lady's gentleness and the master's indulgence, trusted every smile and every hug, unaware that in their eyes, she was merely a pet - something to be discarded the moment it posed any threat.

They were the ones who cast her into a cage, shattering her trust to pieces. But neither the warden's whip nor the torment from her own people hurt as much as the betrayal from her loved ones.

'Hate, such hate!'

She hated them for using lies to win her genuine heart. Hated them for using her life to create this painful farce. If trusting others led to this, then she would forever rely on no one but herself.

However, fate has other plans and gave her new life as the Sculptors' pet, may she find it in her heart to trust again.

"My hands are stained with blood. My weak kin do not understand my revenge; they whisper about my cruelty, ingratitude, and betrayal... Revenge is always for myself alone, and no one else."

-Helot