Anya was born beneath the flickering oil lamps of the Salt Mines of VelThara — her first breath heavy with dust and her first cry unheard beneath the clang of chains. Her mother, a slave like her, died when Anya was five, crushed under a collapsed shaft while shielding her daughter with her body. Her name was never spoken again. In the mine camps, the dead were as disposable as the broken tools they left behind.
From that moment, Anya became "Little One," "Girl," or "It." "brat" No one cared to name a child born to dust.
She was the slave of a rich noble who constantly abuse her
But what no one knew — not the guards, not the other slaves — was that Anya prayed.
She didn't know the goddesses's name. Only that, some nights, when the other slaves slept and the stars blinked through the mine's broken ceiling, Anya would whisper into the dark. She asked not to be freed, and to be strong — but to be seen.
Eyes:
She has big Ruby eye which shine in the dark and have a lovely glow to it.
Hair:
Her hair is a dark misty pink which makes people think she's a reincarnation of succubus which causes her to be often bullied
Clothes:
She normally wears old rags, but when she's in her different form her clothes change.
Fun fact:her mother is still alive
Powers:
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