Sassy Cat [Danava of Fortune]

» Name: Sola Azerith

» Nickname: Sassy

» Age: 6.5 Million Years, as a concept born approximately at the same time life itself achieved the ability to reason.

» Gender: Female

» Height: Four Feet, Ten Inches (147 centimeters) / Five Feet (152 centimeters)

» Weight: 132 pounds (60 kilograms) / 135 pounds (61 kilograms)




» Shifter Appearance — Sassy: The guise of "Sassy" that the Danava of Fortune developed in her first reincarnation: This was originally the true appearance. However, because Sola basically invaded the body and attempted to take control of it, it would technically become her shifter appearance instead. This is the form she is most often seen in, and is directly tied to her split personality. Whenever she assumes the mentality of Sassy, this is the form that she chooses. A four feet and ten inch high woman seemingly of egyptian descent, who appears to be of the highest maturity one can possess in their mid-twenties of age. She hardly wears clothes to hide her rich "golden" skin tone—a seamless tan of the highest quality, catching the light along all her curves—and there's not a blemish to be seen no matter how intently one studies her body. Her proportions are perfect for one of her height, yet the extent of her womanhood truly tests the boundaries of natural growth. From the bust, hips, and thighs, this woman's sex appeal is dialed up to an extreme. This is the physique belonging to a woman blessed by fortune; a form befitting a goddess.

Sassy's hair is average if not on the short side for a woman, with those deep brown locks falling just above the small of her back and above her chest on the front. Her hair isn't particularly styled, but Sassy always makes sure to keep it mostly straight. The occasional cowlick can be found sticking out, which is a common appearance considering that she tries to wash her hair more like a cat than like a human, but it's never too noticeable. The only other notable feature of her hair is her bangs, which are mostly drawn to the sides, but leaving one tuft down the center just long enough to brush the bridge of her nose. Still, the one thing most people will notice here is not the hair, but the feline ears attached to the top of her head. Consider it a feature of being a demon, but these ears are naturally formed and work just as well as her normal ones. It's almost as distracting as the dark brown tail she has coming out of the bottom of her back.

Sassy's face can be said to be girlish, and it's true that it seems to be as soft and vibrant as a girl's. She has big red eyes brimming with energy just waiting to be let out, luminous and expressive as can be. In between those is a small button nose, which is then above her unpainted lips. Her cheeks are the slightest bit chubby but not to the degree that anybody would call it distasteful. There's usually a subtle blush coloring them, but it's rare that her face ever becomes redder than that. All-in-all, a cute face that belongs to a woman, but has all the appeal that youth can bring.

» True Appearance — Sola Azerith: Now when Sassy becomes Sola, her body distorts and transforms just as well as her personality does. She is changed to resemble her appearance from when she was first born into the demon world, from the womb of Nidhana. However... that appearance is not so drastically different from Sassy's alternative. In fact, the two are nearly identical, so closely that it would be easy to mistake them for sisters if they were ever put side-by-side. Sola possesses a body almost entirely indistinguishable from Sassy's; the same valued shade of light brown, the same robust health all throughout, and the same wealth in her most attractive body parts. The change that occurs when Sola takes over is but a slight increase in height by two inches, and an increase in her proportions to match. One would swear that her breasts grow somewhat more than all the rest.

Again Sola's head can hardly be said to be too different from Sassy's, but at least here more than anywhere else there are some key differences to be noted. The most obvious is of course the length of her hair, which extends all the way down to her bottom now. The signature cowlicks are gone, as Sola doesn't share the same habits as Sassy. It just seems to all be perfectly straight at all times, perhaps as a result of her immense good luck. She still has those animal ears that Sassy sports, but for Sola they are considerably more pointed and regal, with twice the height but half the width. The face is no longer so childish in nature, but with such smooth skin and vivid traits, even her womanly traits seem to be aged no older than a teenager's. She no longer has that passive blush, and what angles she does possess are more pointed than Sassy's.

» Clothing: Clothing doesn't change between the two forms, of course, and since it's not very drastic of a transformation her outfit can stick around either way. However, it's important to note that neither identity of the Danava of Fortune particularly like clothes, and their apparel of choice really drives that point home. This clothing—if you can call it that—is mostly made up of firm rubbery bands woven around their bodies, keeping in place flimsy fabrics to cover the privates of their bodies, in specific of only the breasts and the inner thigh. They're wrapped tightly enough so that there isn't too much bouncing, but this does cause the overabundance of their flesh to almost "leak" out around the sides of the bands and fabric, barely contained. The rest of her body is adorned with extravagant pieces of iridescent gold, splashed all throughout her outfit in every place that it could fit: Golden heels, golden bracelets, golden earrings, golden necklace, golden rings. And if that was not enough, half of these pieces are embedded with emerald and ruby. There's no mistake, despite how thinly veiled the outfit is, it's intent to give off the impression that it's worth far more than most would ever earn in their lives.



» Sola Azerith: One body, two spirits; and thus, two differing characters residing in the same host. Sola was the first, and the longer lived between the two. She held dominance over the Danava for the majority of their past, and thus was the more intelligent, and the more experienced; the wiser. Yet she was also the one who was forced into trial and error, to learn firsthand through her own mistakes before she could grasp lessons. And considering how lenient the origin of fortune was for her, it was always hard to discover the important lessons.

» Spoiled: When all missteps are made up for by an otherworldly force, and the problems are swept away from sight, it becomes hard to learn. Those missteps are repeated until Sola is forced to realize it herself, but that is a rare occurrence indeed. The result is a character who's managed to make it far and high in life, without truly earning it as others would have had to. She cannot empathize nor sympathize with loss, sacrifice, suffering... when she sees another she looks down upon them, for she what she witnesses is how she always receives good fortune when others are privy to misfortune. There's a false understanding in the back of her head that she must be special—the most important person there is. With that comes lofty expectations and a skewed view on reality that shouldn't be, and no normal person would have.

Needless to say, because of how her origin has always uplifted her, she is absolutely conceited. And that conceit is constantly reinforced even in times when she makes dire mistakes, as the powers protect her from any repercussions. Few things in her past have ever broken through her delusions, and left any impact upon Sola. And those events have only just begun to make her realize that there's something more at play with her nature. She's discovered that her abilities are behind the course her life has taken and yet... and yet even still, it is hard to break the mentality she has developed over many years. She maintains this trait as a hypocritical act, behaving high-and-mighty even in knowing the truth. It is simply more toned down than it would have been in her adolescence.

» Sociopath: It isn't all too surprising that Sola developed this sort of complex, considering the abnormal uprising she was brough up into, compounded by her egotism. Always believing in her own self-significance, in being greater than anyone other... many friends, allies, and even those who found her on the streets and raised her... she's discarded them like pieces of trash, not even remembering their names. The only names worth remembering are those of people she can use, and hence, ends up not having any true friends in this world. That doesn't bother her, of course, and for such an alien existence it shouldn't come as a shock either. Sola just doesn't develop relationships like normal people do, and rather, more like those of a classic sociopath.

She lacks conscience, and there are few instances when her kindnesses are genuine. For the most part, Sola is always trying to outsmart those she associates with, thinking of them as things she can manipulate for her own betterment. Even in harmless situations, she can't help the course her dialogue takes, with the white lies and persuasions that continue to come out of her mouth, even without thinking about it. Were Sola to speak true to herself, it would reveal how little she sees others; the lack of consideration she gives to them, and moreso how much more logical she is than emotional.


» Sassy: The second incarnation to Sola, the dormant one who watched from behind the scenes while the former Danava stumbled through life... privy to the truth of Sola's mentality but far more human in character. Sassy only had her chance to appear in the most recent of years, with little time to develop and thus still stuck in an age of adolescence. However, she was influenced by foggy visions of how Sola lived life before her, and thus determined her own personality in contrast to the other side of her. Though she could not clearly read Sola's memories, what she understood was enough to find it distasteful. Hence, Sassy serves as a contrast, and as an anchor to reality. Sassy is the kinder spirit of the Danava.

» Grateful: Despite being unaware of her own special powers, Sassy doesn't need to be in order to be thankful to whatever it is that's been protecting her and her other half. She's sees the impossible good fortune that she always receives and understands it not as an indication of how much more special she is compared to everyone else, but rather as a generosity she would hate to ever lose. Every good fortune she is bestowed, she thanks whatever higher force has granted it to her, at least mentally. And of course, this causes Sassy to be far more mellowed and down to earth than Sola could ever be.

As if to pay back just a fraction of what she's received Sassy chooses to act in good behavior, as if her luck was based on Karma. The more human traits she possesses are as a result of her attempting to show she deserves this special treatment, rather than believing it is unconditionally deserved. She is generous with what she is given, willing to share her fortunes with those around her, disregarding the value of what is given away freely. In general... she's just a good girl.

» Playful: To be expected from one so young, Sassy is certainly one feisty critter. Perhaps it is the influence of her closest partner, Len, that she has become this way. But, for whatever reason, she seeks enjoyment in life more than she does her own personal goals... even if any goals were to exist in the first place. As someone who lived trapped in a small room for the most of her days, of course the moment she got out into the real world she'd want to live her physical existence to the fullest. Whenever she has dominance over the Danava's personality, she does whatever she thinks will be more fun, and that's really all the thought that goes into it. It's hard for her to harbor negative thoughts with this way of living—she hardly ever comes face to face with something she dislikes.

Of note, with her lack of experience in the physical body, she is oblivious to things others would find embarrassing or unusual. After all, when she does whatever she finds would be the most enjoyable for her, it is without full understanding of it. She'll follow her instincts and fall into it, just like that. Naturally, she'll dislike being judged for what she does, and care not for the dissenting opinions. She's her own person, and enjoys the freedom she's gained while she still has it. As long as its fun, that's all there is to it.



» Danava of Fortune:

Karma, luck, fate, horoscopes, kismet, chance and circumstance... Things that occur with no explicable logic behind it and many systems are given to interpret the reasons behind them. From spiritual workings to scientific definitions, many people have come to different conclusions as to why these things take place. And while these points of view may conflict with each other, most have simply come to accept it as it is—that it exists—without needing to comprehend the mechanisms that make it tick. Though the search for an answer has all but been written off, there does exist a reason for these happenings. The Danava's root plane of Nidhana holds the answer, for it holds all thoughts, concepts, and systems within themselves. If there was to be a science behind this supposed "random chance", then it must exist in Nidhana, and it was simply waiting to be pulled from the pool and drawn into a Danava Demon. This is where the birth of Sola Azerith began—the necessity of a being to fulfill the role of Fortune.

Danava, the demons of concept: Sola was of an abnormal birth—that is, she was the first demon to take on the origin of "Fortune" and therefore she was brought into existence from nothingness... an abnormal birth, though not so out of the ordinary for Danavas. Here began Sola's consciousness, yet it was not from the dark underwhere from whence it came, but the light over above. From the very first moment she was born, her concept of Fortune took root within her. It determined that she was an existence that would never know the suffering of tragedy or misfortune. She would eternally be someone who only knew good luck, and had a fate filled with prosperity. As her power was to control fortune, she unconsciously fostered only good fortune for herself.

But through that, she already was setting events into action in the reality that she lived in. For every cause, there was an effect, and the repercussions resounded through the universe as 'random' instances of bad luck. Because Sola stole away so much positivity, negativity would be displaced elsewhere. Later, as people would give names to these 'random' circumstances such as Karma or Fate... they would never know that it was merely Sola's effect on the world as a result of existing. She was in herself the concept of Fortune, and therefore she would always exist as long as that concept did, and vice versa.

It began approximately the same time as when the human race began. Rather, it was when homo sapiens as a race acquired the ability to develop new and complex meanings, and to reason for themselves. This point in history long ago, around 6.5 million years ago, was when human beings finally gained the ability to take control of their fate. Thus, Sola's existence was demanded by Nidhana, to represent the factor of chance that humans have come to know. Without her, humans would be able to accomplish anything they ever attempted to do, because there would never be any randomness involved in their journeys... but there had to be chance; the chance of success, the chance of failure, the chance that things aren't all predetermined.

Though Sola gained her consciousness at this time, she never was allowed to explore her reality. Nidhana kept the Danava as a prisoner, merely so that the concept of Fortune did exist in this world. It would be millions of years before she ever was able to gain her own freedom from this eternal light. It was a wonderful state of existence, but it was an existence without substance—an illusion crafted by Nidhana. Through this long period of time, Sola was trying the entire time to escape from the cell that entrapped her. Her powers would slowly whittle away at the outer boundaries until one day, one day far more recent, she burst through into the realm of the Demon world.

» The Train That Stops For No One:

Crying is a normal event in the lives of all babies. When one comes out of the womb the first thing they do is cry. The sensation of being separated from the warmth and sustenance is so painful and terrifying for the child that it's obvious that crying would be their first reaction. Yet, though this bears similarities to Sola's situation as she was released from Nidhana's prison and into the demon world, she did not cry one bit. She never felt pain, nor was she afraid of what this new world might bring her. This was because she was an existence of good fortune, and would never be allowed to come into contact with anything considered bad. Though she was deposited into a random corner of a random demon city within a random demon nation, she fell gently, received no wounds, and had no difficulty adapting to the change in environment. The naked body that was pushed into the cold felt nothing but warmth—it was as if her body was stealing all the heat in the area and causing everything else to turn colder because of it. While her knee struck the hard ground, it didn't experience any pain, or even scratch itself—whatever wound she would have received was sent elsewhere into the world, causing an accident to somebody else that nobody would be able to explain.

Still, she was placed into a city she wasn't familiar with, with nothing to her name, not even clothing. She was wholly confused, unsure where she was and uncertain about what she was supposed to do now. So it seemed that her body had at least matured into a woman's as a result of the time she spent in Nidhana's grasp, and she had enough mental development to reason on the same level as anyone else... what she lacked was experience and an identity as far as this reality perceived her. She took in her surroundings, noting that it was a dark night and that she was in a relatively run-down area of this city. She curled her arms around her body to hide her privates, scanning the area further to notice that there were other demons around. She was not alone; people had noticed her sudden appearance and stared at her with confused and surprised expressions on their faces. As Sola looked as vulnerable as she did... naked and alone at the mouth of an abandoned alleyway... it was almost a natural response for others to try and take advantage of her. Demons who did not understand the significance of her existence, jumping at an opportunity they wouldn't otherwise have in their regular life. It was not long before she was surrounded by a group of predatory neanderthals, seeking to take advantage of a seemingly defenseless woman.

And it was true; Sola couldn't actively defend herself. In terms of a fight she had zero experience, and hardly even knew the concept of battle. Literally anyone could beat her down in a fair fight, even if all they knew was swinging a weapon at another's head. However, this was just another instance of Sola's status as Danava of Fortune to solidify itself. She stood there, no fear in her face as she was encompassed by the group of demons. In order to take advantage of her, they needed to capture her, but that was a situation that her fortune would never allow her to be put in. She stood there with the confidence that nothing bad would befall her, inherently knowing that all of these men would die before they reached her... even without a reasonable way for which that could happen. So when the first one took a step forward to reach for her, his foot would hit the ground at such a strange angle that his ankle twisted and he tripped to the side. It would be so unexpected that he wouldn't even be able to stop himself before his head hit the ground with an unnerving crack, and he was killed instantly.

The group was in shock, in befuddlement, in disbelief. It took them some time to realize that their friend was dead, but the tension in the air rose greatly once they did. Sola still stood in between them, not making any moves to defend herself, and neither did she look concerned for the man that just died in front of her. It would have been better if the rest of them left it at that and ran away, but one of them made the mistake of thinking they could take the woman with them; an avarice that would cost him his life. The moment this thought took hold in his mind, a piece of the wall from a nearby building fell several stories and smashed into his head, killing him as well. Only through the loss of their second companion did they abandon the woman, believing her cursed and fearing for their own lives. They did not even have the compassion to bring the dead bodies with them... of course, they would be killed by random happenstance as well for being accomplices.

And thus, Sola was returned back to square one now that that peculiarity was over. She was still in the middle of the walkway without any idea of how to proceed from here. She simply did not know enough to come up with any ideas for herself. As she had never been properly raised, she had nothing to fall back on once she had achieved independence. However, one such as her was determined to have a positive fate no matter what, and her conceptual ability would take hold and move her forward regardless of her lack of initiative. Someone who saw this anomaly take place would be compelled to come to her and rescue her from this situation. This man was married yet had no children, the perfect candidate to take in someone like Sola and teach her all that she needed to know. That he just so happened to be walking down this path at this time was another instance of Sola's abilities at work.

So she allowed herself to be taken in, only later discovering that the family was already among Demon royalty and had a great degree of wealth to themselves. Not only was she taught by parental figures with a pedigree to them, but thanks to their influence, Sola already in such an affluent position from which her life would take a positive course. As she was educated, she tended to just 'get' concepts with ease because she was fortunate enough to see exactly what she needed to on the first try, without needing to even study the materials. She was also fortunate to never catch any sicknesses, to never suffer any health problems, to never receive a single injury. She never experienced hardship, but she only continued to advance irregardless. The usual rule of needing to overcome obstacles in order to develop did not apply to her—her powerful Danava concept overwrote the necessity for trials in her life. Her parents could only be happy to have taken her in seeing all that she was accomplishing without even trying. They viewed her as a source of good luck for themselves, even.

This sort of lifestyle gave Sola the personality she still possesses to this day; one of conceit and narcissism, who regards others as lower than herself, and is spoiled to the core. This is because no matter how badly she acts or what she does, her good fortune will never let her see the consequences of her actions. With her new character settled, she started to aim for the top, using her adoptive parents as a springboard in order to propel her up through the ranks of Demon royalty. From absolutely nowhere, she arose, using the family's name of Azerith to give her credence to her claim of superiority. With no merits except extremely good luck to carry her, the Azerith royal family became several times more powerful within the nation of Sirsa where they were housed, with Sola as the new head. And because of all the fortune she was stealing for herself, there had to be someone who lost theirs: The other royal families would be experiencing inexplicable bouts of bad luck that brought shame to their names and decreased their influence at the same rate that Azerith's did. It was historical just how quickly that they grew to become the most powerful family within Sirsa... suddenly, there was no one to contest their claim to the domain. And since Sola had been set up as the family's inheritor... it was her who became Queen.

From the streets with nothing to call hers... it took but a few years for her to now rule over a nation in the Demon Realm.


» Golden Ripples:

Sola certainly did not have any experience in a position of leadership and definitely not in one as powerful as a Demon Queen. But as with most things, it proved not to matter before her ability. Whether she tried to or not, her nation would flourish out of sheer good luck. Sirsa was noted in recent times to be ever-expanding, which started the moment Sola stepped into the position of leadership. The people of her lands would seek to develop themselves of their own accord simply due to Sola's presence. The right people for the job would just happen to take initiative to expand Sirsa's borders, and the right decisions would just happen to be made in order to bring success to the whole. Sirsa's people, despite their vast diversity among demons, would band together Sola's supernatural charisma and transform their country into something better. A powerful nationalism swept through the land and drove people to seek success in Sola's name. Sirsa entered a golden age.

And meanwhile, the rest of the Demon World, and in all other realms, adversity was experienced through wars and otherwise. Because Sirsa knew peace and rampant growth, everywhere else was livened up with conflict. The year? 2410, through which all worlds certainly did experience a rise in activity. It could be correct to assume that Sola's rise to power directly caused this result, as a result of her good fortune being balanced out with bad fortune on a grand scale. While worldly events are no longer directly related to Sola's abilities, she was the catalyst that triggered it, and kicked this series of events into gear.

For two years, Sola and her country could only know "good fortune", while keeping itself apart from the rest of the Demon World. All citizens remained blind to the truth behind Sola, and simply enjoyed their peaceful utopian society while it lasted. There were none who would argue with a leader who continued to bring them prosperity. However, there were those outside of the country who were not oblivious to these inexplicable developments. It was so completely out of the blue and on such a huge scale that one had to suspect there was more to it than met the eye. Sirsa was a land once known for fighting amongst itself, due to the many different states and families within it. There used to be no clear leader making decisions for the country, but that all changed too fast to believe. To be curt, Sola was making enemies for herself just because she was being too successful. Yet... they couldn't be closer to the truth, and they had full reason to suspect her. These were demons of the highest tiers beginning to investigate into her situation, because they were the only ones who could break through the dominion of her "Fortune".

Thus began a secret invasion. It was a war between multiple clandestine demons and Sola Azerith, to determine the dark truth behind the anomalies that surrounded Sirsa. Against any other foe, these agents would have an easy time discovering whatever conspiracy was taking place—they were experts in their field of work, and powerful enough that they could easily topple a demon nation's regime through their efforts. The problem was that even despite Sola not having any knowledge of who they were or what they were doing, her unbelievably good fortune would continue to protect her without anything needing to be done. Just when one of the demons began to learn something too close to the truth, they were turned off the trail by completely random intervention. They were missing the key details as if only because of chance. And if they managed to overcome that first field of defense and learn something they weren't supposed to, they'd be killed off by the same enigmatic force. A terrible accident, caused by sheer bad luck... Dwindling their numbers

Yet this only bolstered the demons' resolve to see this through. Because some of their members had been killed off, they now knew that something shady was going on in the lands of Sirsa. They stopped trying to be discrete at that point and started to formulate a plan to confront Sola directly. No matter how powerful her defense was, they were confident in their abilities to brute force their way through it by going all at once. They still didn't know what it was that was protecting her, but if they attacked her directly it was certain to reveal itself before them. Any more half-measures would only increase their losses and a war of attrition was not something they were going to win. Now, two years after Sola had taken the position of Queen, a siege on her castle would commence to take her down.

In the two years that had passed while this investigation was going on, Sola made a name for herself in the history books of the demon civilization. No one misunderstood that she was one of the most imperious rulers to be seen in the world. In all records people described her as "reckless" and "simple" as was the most politely they could put it. But the people that she ruled did not seem to be too bothered with such qualities in their leader, for still their land saw continued prosperity. None cried out for a change in leadership, or for a better living. Sirsa was in a better place than they ever had been with the multiple royal families clashing with each other at the top. The people accepted Sola's behavior with pride, and some even adopted it themselves, thinking their land better than any other land. The sheer charisma that surrounding its populace lead to its expansion into other territories, as more and more people got caught up in the golden age. Certainly, when the people discovered that Sola had been assassinated, the ones who would be painted as the villains were the ones trying to undo the illusion...

And then it finally happened. A fight in the heart of the throne room belonging to Sola. Several incredibly powerful demons had infiltrated her queendom and now threatened her life, outnumbering her and overpowering her. Even so... because they did not initially understand the mechanics behind the Danava's concept, it was they who would lose many lives first of all. They didn't even realize she was a Danava until they confronted her. It took the death of a handful of demons before they realized it—for the first time, someone besides Nidhana had come to understand the staggering power of "Fortune" and golden ripples that it sent throughout the universe. Dread filled their hearts, as the battle went on and many more lives were lost... Because Sola's defensive ability dispersed her misfortune elsewhere into the world, hundreds of random innocent beings across all realms took the fall in her place. Each time the demons attacked her they were also killing completely uninvolved people. Yet it was the only way to break through to Sola and defeat the evil that she had become. Their resolve was certainly tested.

It was the first time that Sola herself was learning of her own powers too... this entire time, she'd been oblivious to the good fortune that surrounded her. She'd been blind to the golden ripples radiating out of herself. Yet through this fight, she gained that sight. For the first time she could finally say she understood who she was and what she was. This moment in time granted her the full powers of her Danava side, luckily just in time to battle against those who would topple her authority. Even though it had been such a one-sided fight from appearances alone, the mysterious and confusing nature of "Fortune" proved to be a massive advantage for Sola, and that is why she managed to overcome her opposition and kill these threats. Without mercy, she took them out one-by-one until only one was left. She had no qualms about killing this one as well, but her lack of insight prevented her from seeing that each of her opponents had been buying time with their lives so that the last one to unleash a final attack to pierce through her. With one line: "I see it!" he released the remnants of his energy, and a bright flash of light was the last thing Sola would see before she was dealt a fatal blow.

» Sassy Out Of Nowhere:

But Sola Azerith was an existence that could not die. Even if her body fell and dissipated in the halls of her castle, the concept of "Fortune" was not something that Nidhana could allow to disappear. If it did, the natural order of destiny would become unbalanced and break the world open. The Danava of Fortune was a necessary entity, and thus it would reincarnate her time and time again to preserve the state of the world. That is exactly what happened, as not a few seconds later, she would reappear in new flesh-and-blood, but not in the demon world... Year 2412 AD on Earth, the first human sighting of her was by a character known as none other than Len Washi. She was hardly different from her appearance in her first incarnation, a woman with considerably lacking clothing and some small yet genuine feline features attached to her body. One would believe that her personality and memories would remain in tact as well and yet… Sola acted like little more than a newborn kitten, lost and then found by sheer coincidence. With her former past far in the past and long forgotten, she had nowhere to go, no frame of mind to think for herself about what to do. She had been brought back to life but she’d lost so much of herself as a result.

Cold and alone, stuck in the rain; the boy Washi decided to take her with him out of kindness. By bringing her into his apartment and giving her the care for her that he did, his actions caused Sola to imprint onto him as if he were her owner. Forgoing her former nature and stature, Sola had become Len’s pet cat, more or less. And in exchange, he gave her a name for lack of the one she had forgotten: “Sassy”. This was the means with which she has been reintroduced into the world.

What had the situation become now? Sola had only just learned how to control her abilities the moment before she died, thanks to the revelation of where she came from. Those demons showed her the truth that even she was blinded too, but it was for naught when she was reborn, not remembering anything about her previous life. Once again she was at square one, with no knowledge of how to use her abilities or even what they were. To make things worse, whatever attack had put her down in her previous life had rend scars upon her in this one. Her intelligence was lacking, her fortune not so sweeping. She was being suppressed by something that she couldn't remember.

But what was wrong with this way of life? Was she really fated to return to such a lofty position as a Queen, or could she not be happy with the new hand that had been dealt her way? One thing was for certain, and that was the fact that Len was a very good companion to be beside. He provided for her everything that she could say she needed, and he was just as good at raising her as her former parents had been. Even without the royalty and the wealth, Sassy was enjoying her life on Earth, joining Len in his adventures and his everyday life. Thanks to his influence, this second incarnation of the Danava of Fortune was becoming a good-hearted person. So when her luck did show itself, it was for the sake of more than herself—Len was able to experience a great deal of fortune not because it would benefit Sassy in anyway, but simply because she liked him. It was shaping up to be a beautiful relationship between the two...

But things were never so simple.

It was time to show just how potent Sola's good luck truly was. Even though many powerful demons gave their lives and sacrificed so much to take her first incarnation down, to kill her once and for all, the concept of death couldn't be wholly applied to her even with such a powerful attack used against her. It's correct to assume that her spirit had not perished with her body, but instead been flung off randomly into the universe just like everything bad done to her would. Her origin was simply displacing the soul "randomly" out into another world... but whenever the word "randomly" was applied to Sassy, her abilities would twist the probability and turn things into her favor. The second incarnation of the Danava of Fortune, created by Nidhana, was already prepared for her on Earth. Out of all the billions of possibilities, Sola's spirit would land right inside Sassy's body, where it would take shelter and rebuild itself after the damage done to her. Sola was not dead. She was simply hiding.

And what of the demon world she had left behind? With Sola's fall, the land of Sirsa was once again placed into disarray, near anarchy. Certainly, those who had killed their Queen would be vilified and disgraced. The sole survivor of the incident bore witness to the truth, but it was a tale that no one else would listen to. He retired, cut ties with his former associations, and disappeared into ambiguity. Meanwhile, Sola became a martyr, the effects of her lingering charisma just barely keeping everything together. They didn't want another queen: They wanted Sola's return, no matter how ridiculous such a desire was. It was as if they were under a spell, believing that she'd be able to come back. Sola, too, wished this very same thing. And she was determined to see it through.

That is when Sassy's multiple personality disorder took root: a deficiency to the extreme. Though the body properly belonged to the one who was called Sassy, Sola had just as much claim to her nature as a Danava of Fortune. Len would notice such instances of something darker building up within Sassy—an out-of-character moment here, a bad feeling there—though Sassy herself was absolutely clueless of the other presence inside of her. Even if Len inquired about the anomalies, he was never able to get anything other than a confused expression from the Danava. Thus, he simply continued to act as if everything was normal, if only for the sake of Sassy, without knowing what was really wrong with her. After all, he had no clue just how deeply her origins went... he only picked her up off the streets one day. There really was nothing to stop Sola from being able to dominate the weaker spirit of Sassy, and nothing for Len to do but watch it slowly happen.

Of note, the relationship between these two continued in peace over the length of four years. Sure, random instances of Sola's influence did interrupt them, but it was never of any consequence along the way. A strong bond was built between the two, upon an already strong chemistry. They shared everything from a home to each other's trust. It wasn't just a fleeting moment... it was a companionship strong enough to last the test of time. Perhaps it was for that reason that it took so long for Sola to eventually take control, for it was something that Sassy was unconsciously fighting back for, to never lose what she's gained. It would turn out to be for naught in the end, however, as one day in the year 2416, she suddenly disappeared from Len's side without a word of farewell. Sola had finally won, and left the Living Realm to return to her homeland in the Demon World. Sirsa was soon to see a return of their beloved queen.

» Two Steps From Heaven:

Sirsa was left wanting for a ruler as great as Sola Azerith in the wake of her death, with no sign of her return on the horizon. The older royal families rose back to power and clashed with each other to fill the void left by Sola's death, while those still-hopefuls of the old queen receded into the shadows and became cultish. New rulers were allowed to step up into the position of King or Queen, even, but... never would they ever live up to the greatness that Sola had impressed Sirsa with. The people were disappointed in whatever replacement was brought into office, too spoiled to the impossible fortune that came with the previous regime. And as if to answer their complaints... the forces of tragedy would befall every single demon that ever took the place of ruler over the Sirsa Lands. Something invisible was protecting what was left behind: With each new king or queen, not one of them managed to survive longer than a month before they died for inexplicable reasons. It did not take long for people to claim that the throne had been cursed by Sola's lingering spirit. Nobles still attempted to take control out of necessity and sometimes greed, but misfortune supervened upon all.

That is when the Merciful Spirit, Dayālu Seishin, entered the picture. He took the position of King after the most recent death of the last that tried. After four years of this process repeating, someone who could finally retain their hold over the lands finally took the throne, as many of the wealthy and the noble supported him as the perfect match for this curse. He was no different from the others in that he too would suffer the same fate as everyone before him: Once a month had passed, an unknown force would take his life in Sola's stead... but that was where everything came to a crux. For Dayālu was the Danava of Reincarnation, when he died, he would merely return to life again. The curse struck him down, but he rose from the grave not long after. Finally, with a man who could stabilize the anarchic lands of Sirsa, its people could say they had a true ruler.

It was just unfortunate timing for him, that this was around the time that Sola would return from the dead herself. After years of absence, the Danava of Fortune walked the lands she had once controlled, now seeing that she had been replaced. Her return was not with a quiet mewl, but with uproarious applause. Those cults of hers that hid away in wait not celebrated publicly. The old versus the new; Sola and Dayālu, and she strode right up to his fortress to challenge his authority. Crowds of her faithful followers joined just behind her, blocking out the grounds approaching the palace, eager to see the new King fall and the old regime put back into place. Yet, Dayālu himself was not alone. Those who had supported his rise still stayed loyal, and pushed back against her if only to fall. All while the Danava of Reincarnation watched from above. He had heard tell of Sola's rule despite never meeting her, knew that she did indeed once hold the throne behind him. If it was certainly her again, then he was not exactly against her being reinstated... but at the same time he didn't see himself being pushed out of what he has earned. A conflict was brewing at his door, and he had to resolve it before it got out of hand. Where Sola sought to trample over him, he tried to look for a compromise.

After some thought, Dayālu finally emerged from the comfort of his castle to meet with this Sola character; needless to say she immediately demanded he stepped down, while the masses in her thrall drowned out any protest with uproarious cheers and stamping. Even communicating was difficult, but the man tried to push through. He told her that he wished to see her prove that she really was who she said she was, and against all of the jeers of the populace that followed her, he was prepared to defend himself if she insisted on trying to settle things with force. A sensible demon might have gone with Dayālu's suggestion, but neither Sola nor this crowd was that reasonable. That he did not acquiesce immediately to her demands meant that the two would clash, right here on the open grounds in front of Sirsa's capital palace, for the leadership of the lands.

From the onset of the battle, the two were at a stalemate. Dayālu was clearly the better fighter, displaying a wisdom and experience that spanned multiple lifetimes, but Sola's incredible fortune almost entirely made up for that wide gap in ability. Both boasted incredible defensive abilities that allowed them to go without injury, with seconds, minutes, and hours passing by without either managing to gain ground on the other. Each combatant learned about the other, with Dayālu gaining insight into Sola's special powers and she shaking off the rust that had accumulated from her inactivity. The fight had begun at dawn, but it continued on to dusk before either could make any progress. It was Sola—with Lady Luck on her side—who finally started to gain the edge on the other. As the sun fully set, she was able to deal a killing blow onto Dayālu, for the sake of the throne... only to see him rise again to face her.

She was shocked and furious, forced to continue fighting him even after she believed she'd won. Her abilities had proven themselves stronger, but all the progress she'd made would be made undone as Dayālu revived. She killed him again, and again and again. But each time he'd come back, prolonging the fight for multiple days. There seemed to be no end to it, and Sola was merely wearing herself out in energy and willpower. It was only her stubbornness that prevented her from stopping and talking things out. After the first death, Dayālu had already acknowledged her as the true Sola and made an offer: Become Queen of Sirsa alongside him as King, and rule cooperatively. If she had her way, it would be only her at the top, for she couldn't accept the thought that someone was possibly her equal—that someone was just as blessed as she was...

All was to continue like this, the battle continuing for weeks, if not for the intervention of the spirit still residing within Sola now. Sassy—the second Danava of Fortune—took advantage of her dwindling willpower to reemerge and fight with her for control of the body. Sola couldn't believe that this was happening, having thought Sassy disappeared. But the bond that had formed between her and Len still remained, anchoring the former into existence even if Sola had become the dominant force in this body. She couldn't be removed so long as he existed, forcing them both to now share the one body. The walls that supported Sola's conceited nature began to crumble down, especially now as Sassy said it directly: "You are not meant to be peerless. You are not a goddess." Those words defeated Sola, allowing Sassy to take control this time. She would accept Dayālu's terms in her stead, taking the good with the bad, for nothing in this world was absolute.

INTERLUDE