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Hair: Nightingale has black midnight burgundy colored hair, it tints in the light looking like the shadows themselves, quite honestly the hair itself looks somewhat like what you would picture a perpetual gate into the depths of the abyss, black void black almost, no color and no real back-hinting hues that might make a kind of differentiating pattern of sorts within the hair, so in this case the base color is that of a nice bold, and to the point honest black, one that accents the eyes and blends well with the dark, quite honestly it also is unnaturally black, black to the point that it seems to suck in light and bring in nothing to allow shine upon its features, in short the color black is intense, and scary all the same, akin to the color of death, or the darkness one sees when they fall asleep that is the blackened tones which grace this girls hair, it looks in short like what you would consider to be the robe which death so lovingly adorns him/herself with when riding the winds in search of the next denizen to join their damnable domain.
The hair style itself is rather spiked up, yet at the same time, goes down to around her shoulder blades it’s a short cut, which accents the color black quite nicely to be honest, it varies though looking longer in some instances and in other instances it could look shorter it just depends on mostly the situation and what is going on in the first place, which is why her hair itself is quite the conundrum to be honest, looking scarcely the same, in a day to day basis the only real thing that sticks is the fact that it looks for the most part marginally spikey and as well is smooth yet marginally rough to the discerning explorative touch from another beings hands in the first place, which is why that would be roughly the color and texture of this girls hair.

Eyes: Nightingales eyes are quite the odd visual treats, they look of the blood red which is concerned or centered around what in this day and age is the concept of blood, ringed with the pigmentation of a chaos centered purple, bloody chaos, that would be a fitting analogy for the color of her eyes, as they seem to fit that background description quite accurately and at the same time very easily when being perfectly honest. That color alone is quite accurate being that in the first place it is going to explain a lot about the eyes, the pigment which is accenting them purple and bloody red, seem to complement one another with a subtly that is rather hard to discern yet makes them more like a masterpiece than almost anything else you might find out there in this modern day and age today. Which is why her eyes are going to look like frightening jeweled trophies amidst the perpetual chaos that is her appearance, they are amazing and they are definitively beautiful.

However the feel around the girls eyes is quite unnerving to be perfectly honest, it seems like she wants to kill someone, or is detached from the morality of the world, a mere look in her eyes, is enough to drive most people into madness, as the blood lust and intense feelings that garb those eyes are enough to topple a grown battle hardened veteran of bloody war. And send them to boot screaming back to their mothers, which is why the looks that are in her eyes naturally are something else in terms of how scary they are for someone who does not know anything about them in the first place.

Ears:
Nightingale has the most peculiar ears, being normal in the shape and positioning however, it narrows up into an elfish point , which is just like that of the worldly mythological beings, called “Elves” or elf, she holds this trait rather straight and to the point in terms of how she looks, being an up slanting point , which is exactly how her ears are going to be in the first place, they also are adorned with what appears to be earrings three on the points, and one at the earlobe, these earrings glow with an odd aura which seems to be rather spooky in its origins, not quite that its going to cause anyone to wet themselves but it is going to be able to unnerve a fellow with a pretty decent amount of ease , which is to be expected of course being the fact is that, they also make eerie music in the wind, which chortles like the chorus of the damned, wailing out their pitiful tune to the world as we know it to be.

Her ears as well seem to have a odder bridge work of cartilage within its membranes, these are basically the same as on humans in functionality but they are conformed and shaped to fit the rather unique ear structure that she has in the first place. Which is why of course the ear itself is shaped as it is, in the first place, and why it is how it is in the last place.

Horns:
Nightingale has horns, and rather interesting ones at that, because of the fact that these horns are going to be a greenish black in design these hue’s matching her hair and complementing her eyes rather nicely that though is the first part of it, not the second part of it though. Because the fact is these horns themselves seem to be covered in a blackish branching patter of ligaments these seem to be lattice worked into the system of the bones, and because of that they seem to have ulterior purpose that is hard to discern visibly, although the other thing is, about those ligaments, they seem to have markings within the bone made ligaments, and these glow slightly of a neon-like shade in the first place, and the last reason that its being there probably have something to do with light.

Further the horns seem to be made of an obsidian mix specially compacted and compatible with what is considered to be hells energy directly and indirectly, this is a key factor which is visibly shown through markings which adorn the tips of the horns, demonic seal markings to be precise which also seem to in this case, have further fused and specified that the horns are authentic and fully functional, something that probably in the long run tends to be of the side of more useful than not exactly being useful, for this reason in the first place, the horns tend to have that hellish vibe to them, in appearances they are garbed in the miasma which is directly centered around the pinnacle of what we call hell, the demon world in general, this miasma is sickening to humans, but however it seems to be of a compacter design, leading to a direct amplification of the horns direct physical appearances.

Sharpness, is visible too, as the tips of these horns are what you would call “Needle points” in short they almost look like they are scalpel grade sharp at all given times, surgical tier sharpness, is one of the visible factors about her horns direct appearance, being that they are something which is not only there for other purposes but in this case they seem to be also usable in other situations and reasonably you could say that visibly speaking they look like they would do some pretty intense damage if one was on the receiving end of their wrath, which is possibly also why they tend to be visibly sharp.

However they have a vibe of ancient power about them ,which is visible by the ancient runic seals that seem to have faded in the lattice working of these horns over time a lot of time, being as the fact there seems to be multiple markings on the horns suggesting that repeatedly the horns themselves have been resealed once over and again so forth and so on.

Pigmentation of skin/Type: Nightingales skin is of the Stark white variant , meaning that she has a pale complexion, the skin looks like the winter snow in the middle of December, and is the white color which could be associated with weddings, or some heavenly wings of an angel, in short you could definitively say her skin is going to be pale, however it’s not the kind of pale that has something to do with showing the veins and making the skin itself look blotchy, instead the fact is this skin itself is more of the cream pure white, for this reason it does not show veins instead it is just the pure white garb of what is, actually believe it or not, skin even though the fact is that she looks like a model in terms of the skin .
Its smooth, very smooth like a baby’s skin, which is what makes this feel like velvet and at the same time it honestly feels like some kind of silk that was made for luxury, or down feathers, needless to say? Her skin in the first place is going to be highly attractive and touchable, and feels like touching , its addictive and almost is a lot like what someone would call an addicting substance, being this sensitive, her skin is something that is amazing to explore first off, but in the second the skin itself doesn’t seem to have much in terms of irregularities meaning that in short? This skin is void of flaws.

Wings: She has a pair of wings on her back as well, which of course are quite interesting themselves, for the reason that in the first place these wings are going to have some pretty distinct featuring themselves, the first of course is the fact that these wings seem to have an arch which is obviously going from the shoulder blades to the first extension of the wings, which is why in the first place these wings seem to have a certain purpose for this reason you could tell the membrane around the bone structure of the wings is made differently then most, weaved together it is a mesh of extremely thin yet at the same time opaque pitch black wings. The arch though more specifically seems to have a rigid bone-made plating which encases or makes a hard exterior shell for the joints themselves.

Next though Nightingales wings themselves, are made for optimal flight, and seem to as well have a kind of edge to them, the spider like membrane which covers the circumference of what is the bone structure of the wings in general, and these of course seem to have with them a kind of strange, green black shading tint, this though goes down fading into the pure rudimentary black color. Particularly though the wings color seems to not only stop light but it seems to have the reason that her wings just seem to have a veil of darkness that surrounds them keeping them from actually having much of a problem when it comes to what would be , in the first place a kind of sheen from the midnight black wings themselves.


Another factor would be the wide wingspan, which seems to be able in the whole reason to extend in size, since it seems that the wings themselves are thick when they are at a normal around 14 foot wingspan, which is quite strange, however the larger the wings get the tighter the membrane itself seems to find itself to stretch, and in this way it means that the amount of air time she gets is going to be totally up to her, which is why visibly in the first place they find themselves to grow, or at the same time literally be able to find themselves to shrink. In this manner the visible characteristics are going to outweigh the actual internal workings as generally one would think it would in the first place.

Consequentially this makes for the oddest kind of disposition visibly, which is the appearance of dark discoloration in the wings, which one would think looks like a lattice work of bruises which are going to most likely look like someone took and beat her wings up till it bruised, though this is not the case, because visibly speaking that is where the bone ligaments and skin flaps are resting when the wings are in their normal or rather their base width making it that in the full state of her wing span the bruised kind of discoloration will find itself to rapidly have evaporated the main reasoning behind that would be simply with the wings at full stretch capacity, there is going to be seldom a reason for the discoloration itself to actually still be there since with the absence of the stuff that causes the discoloration via the way everything is pulled taut the wings themselves will look perfectly normal, and in this mannerism they tend to have a affect which changes the coloration type of the wings in a whole general whole the tauter they find themselves to become.

Next the max wingspan of these wings, is within the radius of probably what is a ball park estimate of 100foot in wing span, so the wings themselves well they are going to be as tall as what you would call a 10 story building, from wing tip to wing tip in their expansion rate, which is why the wings themselves are going to be rather odd, they can grow a lot and thanks to this? She can easily glide long distances or cause massive gales as a visible appearance sake in general, this is just how the wings are going to be and this is simply of course how they are going to function.

Predominantly the wings themselves also have a strange raw shark hide feeling to their web membrane, this hide being able to ignite stuff that brushes across it as it seems to be able to create a mass amount of friction in a seldom few seconds of being in direct contact with the actual part of what the wings are touching, in the example of this would be gun powder visibly if her wings ran across a barrel of gunpowder it would be possible for the barrel and the contents that are directly within the timeframe of a few seconds, the barrel quite possibly could blow up, go boom, and then finally be the ash cloud that followed would actually probably be interesting, which is why these wings in general are what you would call, “Rough” like sandpaper actually.

Secondary the wings have a tilted sharp serrated kind of layering exterior layering which is going to be quite honestly mixed in with that sand paper rough kind of actual blades, which allows for the wind itself to be cut up quite easily by what would be considered the tail wind of these wings in general, although the wings tend to or seem to retain wind with ease much more so than a normal wing would, and in this meaning , or in this actual situation it seems that the wings are better suited for retaining wind currents then someone would expect wings to, which is seen in visible divots in the wings membrane, these wings of course though are going to wrap up the wings, and then tease them with ease.

Aerodynamically the wings are quite superb and for this reasoning, it could quite honestly be said that they work too well when you are thinking about it, as they cut down resistance and tend to spark fires visibly in their wake, which is why visibly the fires that ignite upon the foundation or the frame workings of the wings themselves, though it doesn’t seem to in the first place to bother the wings genetic makeup in the absolute slightest, of course that is reasoning that in the first place the wings are going to stay down and not be burned by the heat.

Of course though if you wanted to think about it these wings have quite a good deal going for them but the next thing is they are highly resistant to the physical blows in a sense someone would dish out, and in this way you could visibly see this by if they possibly smashed a sword into these wings there’s a good chance that the wings are going to keep their shape and then the actual amount of integrity of the wings would probably be able to break the metal of the blade with what would be considered little to absolutely no problem what so ever. Which is why the wings themselves are what you would call highly resistant to physical damage, short and simple.

Tail: Nightingales tail is something else as well as the thing is of the midnight black variety and more honestly it goes and curves into the atypical devil tail a heart, however this tail has some things about it, like its blackened green pigmentation is something that is to be obviously marveled at, it just like everything else is going to warp the light and reduce the shine that it actually gets and for this reason in the most accurate thing that’s here the tail has something about it which is pretty much going to be interesting entertaining and also kind of frightening. Though the black pigment itself is going to be pretty interesting to look at due to the make of it being roughly like scales and ink black mix, for this reason it tends to remind someone a lot like that of a dragon, it is of course at the same time something which is built a lot like a dragon.

Tempered dragon like scales making it that for the most part, it looks kind of scaly meaning that of course in this sense of the word, the tail is something that is going to keep people thinking that for the most part she is not going to be able, to get hurt because of the fact that for the most part? This tail is going to be pretty dang durable, despite the fact that for the most part the tail is going to be hard, and prickly and at the same time is very much so harder to deal with. Which as well is going to add a kind of feeling to it, which is a lot of the time like something reptile like in origin is lurking just around the corner, this is sadly going to be pretty accurate for the reason that for the most part that the tail closely resembles something that is reptile like in design.

This tail is around what would be 5 feet in length, making it for this reason a decently long tail, in both of the designs and the mannerism about it. For this reason the tail is quite a good deal longer than someone would think it is, having a strange kind of twin finned appearance about it which of course is going to be thought to be extremely useful in the water, for some reason or another though they seem to work well visibly matching her appearance but at the same time for this most part situation they seem to do pretty well with what you would consider to be an actual kind of balancing situation, and for that reason they tend to serve
a kind of purpose very well.

Build: Her body build needless to say is rather petite and slender, she has that kind of pixy body which would captivate the mind, bringing someone into the idea that she was some being from wonderland, precisely though because of this she does feel a lot like she is some kind of pixy, that build which is pixy like being of course a lot like that of a small child, minus the bust, and the body itself, however this is a well created body type meaning that for the most part she does have what someone would consider to be a desirable in the eyes of men, for the reason being that in this case the body is going to be on the slender side as was rather easily explained above, and for this reason it seems like she is going to be some kind of supermodel for the most part making it so that in this case she is indeed someone who is desirable.

Hidden knives: Nightingale has hidden knives on her body, which are primarily going to be hidden within her clothes, in this way no matter what this girl is primarily going to be armed to the teeth, these knives can be seen as the buttons on her clothes or even a sheath that is in her garter belt, for this reasoning the knives in the most part are numerous and at the same time are going to be what you would call interesting in design being that these knives look like needles, but for the most part the interesting part is when she goes about using them, these knives hidden in her body are roughly numerically going to place in the double digits or even early triple digits, meaning that yes she does have what you would call a lot of knives.

However these knives seem to when drawn go around a few feet, however they are not going to be that big, for the reason is that for the most part these knives are light weight and are not going to be that heavy in the first place because they are key name above, they are going to be hidden knives, they are visibly seen as common things in her clothes, quite rightly so the reason for this would be that the knives serve a purpose each one is visibly going to be the same dark black color that she herself has for her hair this makes it so that she seems like those knives are naturally going to be a part of her, further more though these knives they are for the most part made of what you would call obsidian, and are razor sharp like a surgical knife, meaning that they are going to be quite intense.

Obsidian the whole thing is made of obsidian the hidden knives are entirely going to be made of what you would consider to be actual obsidian and for this reason, it seems that the knives in general have been made in that way on absolute purpose, and in this case it means that these knives are pretty darn sharp, and visibly they are pure black, obsidian black yet they have no lackluster glow that is accompanied by most things that have to do with metallic objects , and sharp objects.

Dress of Obsidian: Nightingale is adorned in a dress of pure black which actually seems to suck in the light like the rest of her appearance besides her skin, does and actually despite the dark soft feeling is made of fine threads of obsidian that have been weaved together allowing them to honestly seem like one single figure. In this case this means that most of her is literally clothed in obsidian which is quite weird yet all the same it seems or tends to keep the pitch black sheen rather well, and by rather well I mean that for the most part it tends to block out light and keep the pure black feeling about it. Naturally the clothes for the most part of course are tending to push out light and keeps out the hard black exterior feeling of them.

Mostly this cloth seems to be pretty durable and at the same time they tend to be at the most something that is pretty darn durable able to hold up a lot against the impact and duress of things which normally would rip normal cloth, which means that for the most part these kind of clothes tend to be a kind of normality and in the most part.

Obsidian Umbrella: The umbrella itself as well is considerably of course made of obsidian, it is a normal umbrella for when someone is out in the sun although it is just like the rest of the girls attire what you would say is pure black without a hint of what is a kind of way to reflect, it in short is going to keep the classy black look overall, without actually hindering the other looks of this what so ever, which is of course why the umbrella itself is honestly just so interesting in the first place . However this umbrella of pure obsidian seems to be a lot like what you would consider to be a razor sharp accumulation of fashion and danger, for the reason that mostly this is going to be one of those things which is quite useful.

The shade span is though around 10 feet making it one of the larger kind of umbrella’s actually it makes it much more like what you would considered to be a Japanese umbrella , in short it means that the umbrella has a pretty large span of shade that it covers, rightly so because of the fact being that this umbrella is there for quite a honest reason, and for the most part is highly durable yet at the same time it is going to be one of those things which is however not so much in honesty. The one thing that is sensible about the umbrella is how its created and how its made, as it seems to have been naturally formed under an intense amount of heat, and pressure over the time frame, in speculation which was a pretty long period of time as a whole, as the process in which appearance wise its shaped does tend to
create the image of ancient origins.

More over though it seems to actually in some essence tend to be of Egyptian origins for the most part, just from fashioning of the mineral obsidian (volcanic glass) and the expert skill in which it was shaped and created, of course this is why this umbrella tends to have that ancient Egyptian vibe to it, which is pretty endearing for the most part.

Obsidian pocket watch: Another odd knick knack that Nightingale has upon her features would be a razor sharp yet fully functioning time keeping piece , in short she has on her a obsidian pocket watch, one which has a abnormally large chain, which disappears into the frills of the back of her scooping open backed dress. Which is why this time piece seems to be one of the rather more intriguing things as a whole, keeping time and being able to keep others at bay, who ever said something couldn’t be a multipurpose tool in the trades of keeping time, because if someone did they haven’t met Nightingale, because this little pocket watch is a deadly weapon, one that is able to cause some damage if It hits someone, both because it’s a hard object, and the fact that it’s a sharp and hard object, that’s just about it.


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» Personality:

Protective: Nightingale is a protective kind of being, not one which turns her back on the duties that she was given nor on the things that she is protecting, this is partially because of the fact that she cannot leave the demon world, but it’s also because of the fact that for the most part, she was given a name, and born from the demons thoughts, just because of that fact she protects the demon race and continues to do so ,is enough reason for her that nothing would keep her from the duty she has been given by herself, keeping this race alive, its why she was born in her mind, and it’s also why there is no way that she would stop protecting the race that keeps her presently alive, and it as well keeps her kicking. Pushing and rolling towards the goal of ultimately keeping everything in the right and keeping
what she has deemed of course to be needed.

Merciless : Nightingale is merciless to those who would put in harm’s way what she protects as well as what she has deemed to be what is worth protecting, this world is harsh, it is harmful and is dangerous which is why she holds no sympathy for the cretin who would cut down others for their own personal gain in the first place, this world is cold, ice cold and as such it is a place which deserves for the best to be brought out even the dark has its light as the light is often not void of its darkness, which is why she does not hesitate for the cause she would kill, kill, kill the whole world if she had to, if it of course meant that she could protect the demons the world that she was given a name, a purpose a life in, a world that she has for so long deemed to be her home, which is why she is merciless to those who would defy the cause, the enemy of the demon world is her enemy, and if they are an ally she views them as an ally she will cut down those who are deterrent or negatively influencing the cause of demon survival but will
protect those whom live for its betterment.

Queens Servant: She listens devout to only those who are of the three thrones, as she is devout to the ones who are recognized to be for the pure betterment of the demon race, the three thrones established not long ago are whom she Nightingale solely listens to, the thing is though, their words and instructions to her are the law, which must be upheld, she does nothing that is not commanded of her , she will not kill unless instructed, she would guard the gates till the world ended unless she was relieved of duty or told otherwise to do something, she is you could say someone who lives just for the betterment of demon kind , and their absolute protection. As such she will not disobey or do anything that is not instructed, she acts alone as a presence who wants this race to thrive and live, needless to say she is beyond loyalty, as she could be considered to have been in some cases made for this , she holds their orders over her own life. Their word is law, their word is absolute, and their word is the truth, that is her mindset as to what they say. Their lives are above else, Her live is theirs only to command, the thrones words are her reality. That is the mindset she has to going about the orders that they give her, no matter what that is how she is.

The Demon Worlds Will: There is one that is above the thrones who’s word will be dealt above all else, the god of the demon world, Touketsu is the one who’s word is exact, as where the thrones words are her reality, the word of Touketsu is Absolute, Nightingale will without regard carry out his will above everything else, if it is for the betterment of the demon world, then she will exact it to the fullest of her abilities completely loyal without fail, which is why she is not a threat to those of the demon world who are following the laws, as long as they do that there is no problem, and she will be their protector but enemies of this world will meet harsh death and be eliminated.

A queens Anger: Another thing that Nightingale definitively has is anger, she can get extremely angry when she is slighted in the slightest way, which of course is why she is not someone honestly that is ideal to be messing with, when she snaps if you are in the way, which generally is why she will snap, there will be no hesitation to cut you down, or murder the person that is in the way, she does not like being rendered incapable of doing what she came to do in the first place, which is pretty much why for the most part when she is angry it’s not a slight anger, it is a deep roiling anger which is as dark and menacing as the depths of the bearing sea, it is unforgiving and at the same time its ruthless, she does not stop when she’s angry until she is told to do so, or the person is dead, those are the two ways that she stops once she gets angry.

A Queens Benevolence: To demons, this is a rare sight if seen at all, she is known to once in a century or so, to actually be forgiving of a grievance, meaning that she does not generally stop or even given people second chances though rarely extremely rarely will she decide to let it slide, which is why she is peculiar sometimes, from how she honestly can behave and can act, it makes her for the most part able to keep order, very few demons live long enough to see this, which is why it’s a very unknown fact, even though it is a true fact about her, it just is so unlikely to happen that most lifetimes are not going to be enough to witness it.

A Queens Maternal Instincts: To Nightingale she views the demons as her children, as her precious children that she will die for, which is why Nightingale has some pretty hefty motherly or Maternal instincts in her obsidian body, so much so that her soft spot is the demons in the world at large, the demon world anyways, and often she will use endearing language to convey her feelings such as Babe, or Sweet Pea, she’s notorious for using random words like that to convey how she feels about the demons as a whole, to her they are all her children, and she will protect them as a mother would her own child, this partially is why she is so devoted to the cause which is protecting the demons, even if it would cost her , her life. This also has to do with the fact that she herself is Sterile, unable to have children, a huge blow when she found out but, this is also further reasoning behind why she in her eyes see’s all demon kind, as her children.

A Mothers Anger: For traitors and demons that fight for the destruction of the demon kind, shadow fall, and the kingdoms themselves, they will find themselves facing a rather pissed off confused and upset nightingale who often will use words that intermingle the message that she somehow didn’t raise that one right, or this one was defective and she should have known better. But for the demons that incur this peculiar type of anger, there is no forgiving the offense, this is a white hot , seeping sad- bitter sweet anger, which is impossible to explain , the only thing that is certain is that she will even though it brings her great sadness, destroy or bring about a untimely demise, for the offending demon. As she feels they are her children therefor she feels a personal responsibility to track down and kill offending demons of the law, or of the demon world as a whole.
Perceptive yet Misleading: Nightingale is fairly perceptive being able to discern feelings from the slightest twitch of the body, or even a minute tone, meaning that she’s a lot like that mother you could never lie to because she’d see completely through it without a second of thought, Its just how she is from her long life, however even though she can perceive these things fairly quickly she is also known to be misleading or more accurately she will not give any smidge of a hint that she knows she’s being lied to , or that she grasps whatever is going on, the main reason for that being she does not really feel the need to alert a foe to a possible advantage that she might have because of this, instead she likes to see how things play out or compensate after they figure out that she grasps what ever they are trying to pull over nightingales eyes, needless to say this means is highly unlikely for someone to “Pull a fast one” On her.

Knowledge Of The Ages The Queen Of Bookworms: Nightingale loved to read prior to shadow falls conception, she soaked up knowledge like a sponge practicing and perfecting fighting styles, or learning about the arcane ways of zao-ka meaning that while she does not know how to do things just because she can’t use demon magic perhaps, in no way means that she does not know an intense amount on the subject of demon magic’s and so forth because she in those area’s is pretty knowledge filled, meaning she has exceptional expertise in the knowledge of that particular subject.

The Motherly Trainer: Nightingale, is happy in her down time to train demons, because she views them for the most part as her children it would make sense that she would be duty bound, well in her mind she is, to train those that need it and help them get stronger, to help them not only do that but for them to develop into the fine demons that she thinks that each and every demon that is alive could become, so she doesn’t mind training demons, as long as she’s not doing anything else at that moment in time, because the fact in short is quite honestly that she loves to help for the betterment of the demon world, and part of that is making sure the demons in it are atleast novice and not complete amateurs or negligent of what they need to know about their own capabilities.

Silver Tongued: Nightingales words are sometimes stronger weapons then her physical actions could be, for the reason that she knows how to pick and wear down someone through harsh tongue and quick witted statements just because she has been around long enough that she has gotten it down, this of course is a major reason to why for the most part she is also good at causing people to fall into self-doubt and despair because sometimes she feels her words will be much more effective at getting the job (What ever it is) Done then if she had used her brute force as a whole.

Indifferent to Murder: Nightingale does not mind killing people, honestly she will if needed to protect demon kind, genocide another opposing race, she doesn’t mind if she had the blood of millions on her hands, all of that honestly is not going to really but her one itsy bitty bit for the reason that, the world is cruel that’s just a fact, so she has no qualms about being cruel as well if it means she can protect the demon race, who she practically views all of as her children , it’s just as simple as that without any real other reasoning behind it for the most part.

Charming: Nightingale when she wants to can be a charming individual , that fact is pretty well established, because to demons she is nice, and sweet, as she treats them as her children, but enemies rulebreakers and threats to the demon world would probably find her to be a down right dreadful hag of a women that just wants to cause misery death and strife in her wake, there honestly lies the difference between those she calls her children and everyone else, she is charming and sweet, extremely sweet to those that are of the demon race that haven’t broken any laws yet for the reason that in all honesty here, she loves her children, or who she technically adopted as her children.




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» History:
Preluding chapter: The hosts Journy.
Chapter one: Conception , the one who coined a name: Dated back: 12,000 years ago:

Fire exploded, demons roared as they had come across a new substance a lone nomad which had been wandering many years, the demon world was a slow different place one that was full of the misery and sorrow of oppression and war. Places that remained full of strife, blood and splattered everywhere a place that truly was befitting the time of death, a black plague upon the world in the darkness, this demon was full of misery strife and overbearing malice.. he was slowly looking, upon the black misty peaks of a long ago civilized mountain, one that was made of something which had never had a name.. never seemed to be part of a language.. this demon who was tiredly slowly looked upon the black rock which blurred together and never seemed to be actually a part of something, this name.. that would slowly work through the demons mind it held such intensity.. it was a weapon.. a tool which had been considered to be a tool garbed in death.
Slowly.. surely.. the thought took place, it was the lifting thought which was felt with madness, the demon bent over as an accumulation of whispers had been amassed in the head of this demon, slowly breaking through mental barriers as the demon was screaming franticly literally ripping chunks off their face as the blazing red moon had come across, and ripped about with its maddening glow, everything was rolling from those stones pain was coming, malice seemed to be taking a joy ride, of course it was madness it was crazy the person wanted the voices to stop.. the demon wanted it to stop that was sure, the screams fell on deaf ears as a voice came into the head and said.. .

“..Obsidian.. I like that name”..
Then the body seemed crystalize turning from the normal shades to a rock structure. . . . and blood soon after was pouring blackened from the demons veins. Whom had their mouth frozen long silenced in a scream that would never reach the light of day, as the scream had died on this being lips, something or someone slowly had been rising from the rubble, a obstruction in the hellish miasma that surrounded the place as it was a girl, a lone girl seemed to be wriggling from the obstructions raven black hair and pale pure white skin without blemishes horns and wings and a tail to boot, the female had been awakened or brought into existence by that lone feeling, though far off the feeling of hundreds or tens of thousands of feet thumping on the ground in marching sync the horde of demons.. all of them seemed to be launching beams and blasts over the horizon all of those arching down with a deadly accuracy a barrage as the girl slowly.. yes slowly opened her eyes.

Without a moment the girls feet left the ground, moving in a semicircle , it was without a doubt that the first of the orbs missed by 5 inches flying past her hair in a huge explosion rock almost as if in slow motion being lifted from the ground and defying gravity on a whim. A steady right bare foot, her foot landed on the floating rock, spinning on the heel of her foot dancing around another blast which smashed into the floating rock exploding it into fragments, as the heat kissed her skin, the girl had broken down the now vaporized rock forming a chunk of obsidian which had rolled up in her palm, she flipped and formed a strange kind of propeller and then she spun her feet barely missing another two blasts the heat roaring down her feet, yet not burning at all. Then she curling her wrist and spinning in a clockwise manner she threw it , and it spun cutting the wind , hovering almost parallel to the ground to smash into a rock, and then cut through it. Skipping force it was almost like the rock was kicked into the air.

The first casualty would have been the people that where in the front of the horde , these demons had found themselves meeting a flying object that was razor sharp, butchered and then they exploded into blood well not exploded they turned into half cut pieces , before they had ran into bits and pieces blood flying everywhere. And from the contact with the blood more of the black rocks formed, a explosion being sliced straight through as well, causing fire to spew on both sides, rupturing out and cloaking the appearance of the lone girl, which had brought her obsidian tail around cutting through the head of a demon, catching it right on the bridge of what should be the nose carving down and out it bit through bone, and brain matter flying out the other side causing a blood trail which had been sucked straight into the tail, slowly something began to form, this was different and a small bead formed as the whole soul.. everything it found itself sucked within the matter of seconds the tail left the head.

Coming in from all sides the horde advanced a battle cry striking out in the sky one that was loud enough to cause deafening roars, pain that lanced through a normal persons eardrum, smoke.. the iron stench of blood it all was there and the girl.. in the dead of the dark had been doing something slowly as she had been unable to move that fluidly.. the body.. it was fully eradicated now.. and markings on the stomach seemed to become absorbed.. and then the fun began, for the reason being that the wings her wings spread wide, expanding to a width that was crazy blood flying out.. it was a slow painful process.. but the wings had grown.. from the normal wingspan to enough that it shadowed the sun.

Roaring of demons, resounded everywhere, multiple one’s clad.. in all sorts of shapes sizes , skin types and speeds they all where maddening and hungry so slowly the wings had begun to pull back, but not quite fully just yet, as the wings where not fully functional yet the seal was not active yet, so quickly she moved to the side by stepping sliding just around the first of the demons, which lunged hands outstretched just to eat the dirt or in this case eating the bloody dirt that had been enemies a moment ago. This girl was in the air above the enemy, having been riding on an extremely thin wire of obsidian, tail moving out in a deadly arc a flash of black thunder, which ripped the enemy limb from limb with near instantaneous speed. Demons splattered their blood drooling or being sucked up her feet and slowly forming the tip of a blade, for the reason that the blood was running backwards up into the inching growing blade in size. Though she moved to the side next as another demon moving mere a hairs width away from her, as time slowed down, she could see in slow motion the body moving lips of cherry red hiding designated and razor sharp rows of shark like fangs, though her tail moved like a whip, even with her adrenaline it moved fast, smacking through that demon without so much as a moment of warning, cutting it from cranium to anus a clean half and half cut.

From there a hand slid around a demon hand moving at a inching pace due to her adrenaline induced heightened sense of mental cognitive comprehension speeds. So the girl moved back her chin moving up and the claw just kissed the skin, not even enough to scratch it, while her head then came forward to deliver a crippling head-butting blow to the demons head, causing the skull to flatten like a deflated water balloon which was vacuumed in on itself. This was going on as the next of the horde came in, hugging the ground like they wanted to make babies with it, and coming up for a disemboweling strike to the solar-plexis if of course the girls feet hadn’t have left the ground moments ago like they did, tail dragging after her like a sickle literally slicing the demons head off in high speed.

Only there was the next wave rushing in like a raging tsunami they numbered in extreme’s though slowly what she did was simple with a boom, she used the spots of obsidian in the rock moving slowly to manipulate those sections causing a up spout of obsidian spikes which smashed into the oncoming enemy, of course though some triumphantly survived and she walked forward waiting for the last second, as a sword came flying around, then Wham sliding back on the rock and kicking up on her toes she flipped over the blade her tail whipping around and down catching the spinal cord in the back of the neck and slicing clean through and out the other side it was quick madness , as she landed straight on her toes spinning like she was a dancer in motion, stepping out back and then around head moving towards the ground while that black raven black hair flung around, her tail sliding against the ground as if it was skipping across the minute clouds of dust a blade whistling against the air just above her.

Tail comes around it was like greased lightning in a circular sweep it cleaved through the legs of a good amount of the demons, causing bones and legs to part from their bodies, as the bodies fell over amongst themselves to then be butchered like pigs in a from a beef farm, which was why they all seemed to implode, bursting into blood, which was slowly reabsorbed into the blade one which was being formed amidst the slaughter blood and tons of it was being absorbed as the next strike came, from behind.. no it was from all sides on the ground, which was why as she continued to spin she ducked under the blades breasts barely missing it as the weapons hissed not even a hair width from the nipples, as the tail continued its circular orbital path, severing and butchering leaving that who attacked to be cut in half at the pectoral muscles, causing bodies to be flung limb from limb, a gruesome sight but nothing that was perplexing to her, but rather it was normal flying everywhere bloody which had been pulled into the still slowly forming blade.

Gruesome and at the same time it was captivating, as the next horde came it was like a flash of weapons on an extremely hard object a procession of sparks and blood splatters, everything together it was tantalizing teasing blood spray which went everywhere absolutely everywhere. Being soaked up completely soaked up, then spat out that was the easiest way to explain it, blood turning into obsidian, the souls where gone soaked up by the growing sword, as horde after horde was coming a sword slowly sliding out from under the ground a demon had burrowed in from a ground assault, though she moved lithely to the side spinning then bringing her tail down into the lunging figure skewering then shredding them a lot like a meat blender. Whilst she moved forward the wind changed, it seemed to be dark and dangerous miasma running down the ends of the earth it seemed as blood was crystalizing turning to obsidian, and wreckages which went everywhere , flames had begun to billow as slowly but surely the winds changed and hells energy was warping everywhere. It was hell on earth at the very least, demons kept coming firing blasts which seemed to warp around her almost certainly it seemed like she was toying with them, however she was grinning, getting bored but grinning , so this is who she was to protect. These weaklings , but there was a price for them one that would be paid in blood. Which is why she moved quickly under the next demon, which did not look up fast enough it seemed in her eyes to be slow motion dust going everywhere as this kill hit, a dull black sword had formed glowing in the twilight unable to be seen by the demon but it was by her, as it was in her hand. An instrument of destruction which was hitting skin or a demons akuma kyodo first not even giving a spark as it ripped through her feet dancing to the side in the wind, and black hair like the rocks she was the essence of , a gleam reduced to a glimmer was all that could be seen, as it split the skin next with a spray of sparks cutting through the skin, then after that it ripped through the muscle first with a spray of fine blood before finally ripping all the way through. Then it flew through the other side to slice through the rock, as she danced through the person in a quick pivot which was in short able to let her slip just around it. This movement took so little time that it caused her to just seem like she was glitching from one spot to the other spot and then the demon right after split into multiple pieces blood pooling from the air into the blade.
Now though the big ones came slowly lumbering down from the abyss into the huge flat plain that was by now completely covered in obsidian, these beings where like dragons monsters which never seemed to have stopped and where walking forward stepping on the smaller brethren which collapsed inwards on themselves with sickening crunches, crunches which of course reverberated across the land, blood staining the feet of these dragon-relic demons from a age which was long ago when demons just had gotten out into existence , monsters which never died and instead lived today .beings that where like small mountains they came up, the air was blasted with the heat of these dragon beasts and they opened their mouths fires exploding from there depths. While they blasted heat it baked the rest of the living demons, turning them into ash blood vaporizing yet the obsidian stayed turning darker and darker from the high levels of heat that blasted it.

Slowly the girl looked up, eyes glinting like steel and flint, dark yet glowing they held the hue she had yet they had something different in them, a kind of darkened hint which frightened everything yet held nothing in them but malice for these older demons, as slowly her lips moved the words she said held dark intentions and quivering rage.. but more than that it held the edge of a stone cold killer. Which is why slowly the words where said, clearly pronounced for a reason.

“Demons, you kill your brethren you kill those which would possibly help you your younger generations yet you hold no ill will for those which are of your own relations yet at the same time they are nothing to demons like you, another death is just another lessening of competitions to live and grow strong, demons you may be, however don’t you hold any interest for your kind, other than the time you obviously took to kill them, therefor those which are of these old times.. you are of the past your way of thinking, and of fighting is outdated , obsolete and has no purpose what so ever for anything anyone you kill your kind and I killed them, but there is a difference, I am here for their betterment, they these creatures of the depths of darkness gave me my name.. of what I am. How I came about is thanks to them, I am merely gathering my blood price, because the lives I protect are also going to have sacrifices for that protection right now. “

Now though the largest of the demons.. an old humanoid giant which was easily the size of a small foothill, or around the size of a modern day sky scraper. It roared to life exploding with volumes of voice speaking with the feel of millions of years of age which brought around the feeling of just how in terms of magnitude just how old and powerful it was while for now though the words it actually said could be said to rival the power of a hydrogen bomb from just the volume of its massive voice box. Dreads of blood and skulls adorned its head causing in short for the savages kill count to be in the hundreds probably, while it drew one thing a huge axe which easily was a thousand feet in height and weighed just massive amounts. But right now that massive weapon smashed into the ground causing dust to explode out and roar against the ground. Causing a dust cloud and a small earthquake, its lips moving as it spoke.

“You think you are stronger than me, someone who has been alive for hundreds of years no millions of years? You pipsqueak there is no way that you could stop me from doing what I please.. there is nothing that really brings me joy.. I kill everything plain and simple without a problem or even a mere moments hesitation.. so you think you can fight me and those I have behind me?.. Very well if you think you can fight me. Then so be it, everything I have.. my millions of demon disciples we will take you down. “

That was the last thing the demon said before the axe descended down straight towards the girl who moved quickly to the side sliding across the fine obsidian which rolled here there and everywhere from impact exploding everywhere in huge hunks slowly in her vision though the rocks only inching up, rolling around her as she danced through the rocks, foot moving out to the left to firmly kick off the side of the axe blade. Before then slowly having kicked up through the air while she had been then flipping her feet above her head while she looked at the earth from an upside-down standpoint . Her feet moved outwards catching a flying chunk of obsidian which had shot forth from the axe blades rippling impact , after that though she had slowly brought her blade around as a second massive hand swooped around wrist bent back and claws showing, her blade made a counter clockwise 90 degree movement to dig into the scaly part of the claws. Those claws ripped outwards but missed her smashing into the axe handle of the comrade. This caused a decent amount of annoyance for him and while this happened though she had flipped over the demon, which had roared its dragon-like rasping voice saying one thing while her blade had ripped down and out.

“Son of a bitch- stop crawling on me I’m not a hill fucking wh- “ The demon roared though the girl at this moment had brought the blade outwards and caused an extreme amount of damage the demon felt blood exploding everywhere while the sword was going out smashing into the scaly hide of the neck with so much high speed that , to them it would look like not even a flash of black, because at that moment, blood was running from the bodies of the dead which exuded so much pain and malice it shot outwards and caused the blade to vanish suddenly as her speed shot through the roof physical prowess was beginning to become instantly insane breaking the sound barrier finally while the sparks flew everywhere the blade digging into the fleshly part of the neck cutting through harder and then exploding out the other side as blood literally pooled like oceans tide out and down. The demon fell apart and then it turned into kind of a sort of ash. Which was obsidian dust in a way.

The big demon then ran forward foot rolling straight forward at her head which was why as she bent under this foot seemed to kick into a rock which shot outwards to cause pretty extreme obsidian damage to the foot as this giant had ripped outwards. Punting the actual whole rock into the side of a cliff wall causing extreme avalanche’s which exploded down and out into the ground but the sword found its way up and around sparking against the skin which was why as it sparked the blade bit in, cutting through the sinew and tendon and then went through the whole foot causing it to fall, crashing into the whole area of the foot to sever from the main mass, crashing down before the whole foot severed from the base exploding and then turning to ash as slowly she moved forward the sword going up the base of the leg before making its way to the torso and then after that finally, it made its way to the head going out the top and causing a good deal of bleeding.

Slowly the demon exploded into bloody messes after finally it fell she had landed on its head, the sword glowed the blood vanishing from the demon as she had flipped into the crowd, of demons, which had slowly been visible from within the bodies of those two titans rushing out demons of massive size, whilst she then moved forward her blade was blurring to cut through demons, the blade went high cutting through demons left and right, she then brought her tail though out cutting through these demons like it was nothing, bloody seas pooled from the site of this massive yet old zone of battle demons heads began flying off turning to ash, and turning into kinds of obsidian as of course everything was going to hell in a handbasket.