Ceara

Created by Kat

Tittle-tattle
In order to properly demonstrate these abstract concepts, a story will be told. While evil can exist in infinitely many forms. there are certain expressions of evil that are universally acknowledged. The Evil Eye is one. The Gray family who owned a rather massive plantation in Talia were never of the occult and would typically not call to supernatural forces for aid. They were religious in the sense that they were close to nature but when divinity refused to give them any answers to the state of the Gray mother and her unborn child, they turned to other methods. Humans like this family were easily swayed by discussion of powerful forces, all it took was an encouraging word in a particular direction and like sheep they followed mindlessly. No need to cross-reference or question. Humans, am I right?

Evil was easy to get into contact with than purity. A small ritual and gift would make anyone come running. Of course, the Gray family was not looking for trouble or to mess with darkness, hoping to call upon sacred help. There are several “good” forces could have been induced through aura, but with these types of rituals, extreme caution must be taken to not evoke concepts that are better warded off.

Posing of as a “Guardian Angel”, Evil Eye came to speak to the family, promising to look after the child. In return, it wanted one small thing, to be able to guide the development of that child's aura.

With an offer that sounded like benefits upon benefits, they enthusiastically agreed. A shake of the hand, and the deal was done. Brigid gave birth to a healthy baby during sunset of the summer solstice, as if the sun gave the

child its last rays of the day towards its bright life. Ceara, she was called, the bright and fiery one. Despite her name, she was rather calm and obedient, a token child. Her sunset colored aura shone brightly since infancy, a trait that was described as a well defined and bright future.

All was well, but what the family didn’t know was that Evil Eye kept its promise, to watch over the child and guide the development of her aura.They often exchanged in secret, the child only happy to have a friend that only it could see and play with. Since Evil Eye decided the child’s aura, her powers were also decided by it, the ability to soul exchange. Evil Eye was patient in nurturing the child and her aura growth. Eventually, around the age 4, right before she was getting ready to be sent into traditional schooling Evil Eye moved in, convincing the child of the horrors awaited her in such an environment, and how Evil Eye will no longer be able to watch her and protect her from there. Convincing her that they would never be apart, Evil Eye encouraged her to activate her premature power to join souls.

This process was by no means aggressive. Somewhere, there was always a thought that something is wrong if she was not allowed to speak about Evil Eye to anyone. But she was not scared anyway, somehow feeling that this was what was supposed to happen, what she was put on this world for. Her premature ability however did not allow a pure soul switch with Evil Eye and instead a complete fusion with it. In a beautiful array of color, her sunset gradient aura changed. A once beautiful array of red, orange, and yellow slowly was overcome by a dark gloomy color that seemed to set the sunset until all traces of brightness was gone. Instead, fully blackening. Of Evil Eye’s pure form of evil was dissipated, now expressing itself through this embodiment of innocence. Ceara’drochshúil they were known now (“ill” Ceara).

Of course, the black aura did not go unnoticed. Or the darkened jet black hair and eyes. Or the ashen grey skin. All of that seemed concerning. Medically there was nothing that could be diagnosed other than a discoloration of the body, a condition that was seemed to be explained as an injury to her aura. Spiritually, no one would answer this time, preferring to stay away from force of energy. She became somewhat blank with a depression at how scared they were of her, which only added to the negativity of her appearance. As a result, she became quiet and mostly wanted to be out of the way, but this was interpreted as her producing bad omens as she creeped different relatives out by seemingly appearing out of nowhere as if she'd be watching this whole time while they vented about disliking her. Soon enough, she became physically ill. Personality wise, she changed very little, but the continuance of being viewed as an omen eventually became too much. The fear drove them out of their minds, and they affiliated even accidents to her presence. Whatever it was, it had to end, at this point Ceara was not the bright child they had come to love anyway, and they locked her away in a small hut in the far end of their land that was separated from them by heavy dark forests. She was already dying anyway, and the family could simply not bear through any more of it. Ceara’drochshúil was going to rot there, all alone.

Or was she?

After some time, death came knocking at her door. Well, perhaps not Death themselves, but one of The Grim Reaper. This one in particular was in charge of children, aiding in their death, often sharing very pleasant playtime moments with them to comfort them about death.

Ceara’drochshúil showed more of her childish side and appealed to The Grim Reaper’s soft spot for innocence, sharing her despair over been locked away by a family she thought loved her. Only because her aura was dark and she became ill, she seemed scary to them, but never did anything wrong. Her actions with her family always displayed that she was a perfect child and that mistreatment was on their end. The Grim Reaper could witness temporally into the girl’s past so see that this was true. Strange behavior on her part didn't really stand out either, children come in all forms after all.

The Grim Reaper couldn’t bear her suffering and stayed with Ceara quite a bit of time, giving her more attention than he gave most children he bonded with, easily growing to fall in love with the child. It seemed that this girl just knew how to make The Grim Reaper feel less lonely. Despite being transcendental being of both life/death and time/space, The Grim Reaper could hardly get any emotional satisfaction. It was generally feared, but children, who didn’t quite grasp the concept of death, were nice to it, often not scared but mystified. This one in particular seemed to love it back. Often children were just too immature to grasp what love meant. As much as The Grim Reaper would love, they never quite returned that feeling to him like she did. While The Grim Reaper tend to be a bit more cautious about bonding, emotionally detaching themselves for their work's sake, this one in particular was naive, a bit foolish and emotional.

After quite a bit of bonding, the girl expressed that she just couldn't bear her suffering anymore and asked to be taken now, that she was ready. But … The Grim Reaper didn’t want to. This was its job, what it was supposed to do, yet The Grim Reaper hesitated, exposing its weakness and vulnerability to its fullest extent. In this moment of weakness and hesitation, the demonic entity within the girl quickly moved in. An second activated of the soul exchanging power took place, and a spiritual combining was induced with The Grim Reaper, who was fully open by now, unable to defend itself. The Grim Reaper was converted to a powerful aura that was now locked within the human child’s body. But... as it has already been established, The Grim Reaper concepts and properties are incredibly hard to define and comprehend in an mortal/organic way, let alone a human way. Therefore, when The Grim Reaper's aura entered the human body, it lost a massive portion of what it used to be, no longer being able to conceptualize the trans-dimensional travel, abstract dimensions, spiritual history, or anything about it particularly for that matter. Its personality itself became more defined by human logic instead of supernatural logic and it lost an immense range of abilities regarding time-space manipulation. There were some things The Grim Reaper would generally know about itself, but as time would progress in this restrictive human body, it would soon let those memories go, like a dream one knows it had, but just doesn’t know the details anymore. The robe and scythe were intact, and continue to be one last reminder. Ceara, on the other hand was not a The Grim Reaper, and couldn’t sustain its form. She could not grasp what it meant to be The Grim Reaper or understand or hardly fit into the range of abilities that a The Grim Reaper possessed. Therefore the form collapsed in on itself, reverting Ceara into a shriveled body that was sustained in an almost permanently almost-bodily-dead state. She decided to be referred to as "Grim" for a time being, as she explored the dark mountainous forests around her, encountering tribes of magically affiliated people, who wanted to aid in the stuck deteriorating state of her body. They performed different rituals and practices that would help her body grow out fully as she aged, but couldn't aid the almost cursed-like status of the grey skin and dark hair.

Throughout these journeys, Grim became more human everyday. It seemed like most things Grim touched became darkened or otherwise lost its light. She made the best of this by growing dark colored plants, having an affinity for botany. Becoming more aware of her spatial-temporal abilities at the age of 18, she set to joining the academy of Talia, with verifiable records since her death was never confirmed. She lost sense of being otherwordly and performed her best to gain ahold of the abstract-ness of her power, outshining the students of the combat academy, Horizon. Her reputation was primarily gained by her performances in defending the school from major villains and destructive powers, including a once considered heroine that was abusing her power for the sake of control. Ceara had to uncover hidden demon-like beings being created under a church on the campus. Unafraid of controversy, she annihilated the forces, performing reality banishments. A statue was dedicated to Ceara in an area were the church was torn down. During her academic study and training, she ventured into self-delegated missions in Mesnee and Northern Eadhra where she gained a reputation of someone who could hunt and kill the deities that could out of hand. Being honored so heavily there, she gained the blessing of the Sun to become a vessel for the goddess. This was formalized when she met with a pure remaining Starlet on this world, who performed the transferring of aura, allowing Ceara to gain back her original coloring of aura. Now, she represents a hellfire mantel and a solar eclipse in her hue, not disregarding her grazes with darkness. She heavily defends the border that separates Eadhra from the area of the Nil Kingdom, being a dedicated force in their protection.

But the major thing to ask now, is...

Will a Good Thing last this Time?

Themes
Childhood

Adolesence



Divinehood