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[h1][color=indianred]ᴬ ᴺ ᴺ ᴬ ᴸ ᴱ ᴱ[/color][/h1][color=darkkhaki]____________________________[/color]
[/center][color=Burlywood][h3] 𝙂 𝙚 𝙣 𝙚 𝙧 𝙖 𝙡   𝙄 𝙣 𝙛 𝙤[/h3]
[indent][b]𝙍 𝙖 𝙘 𝙚  — 𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙛-𝘿𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙛[/b][/indent]
[indent]𝙋 𝙚 𝙧 𝙨 𝙤 𝙣 𝙖 𝙡 𝙞 𝙩 𝙮 — [sup][i]Nal is a difficult girl. Since an early age she has been known to have a domineering personality, often being called bossy or oppressive. It could be said that she is overwhelming, her strong personality struggled to blend well with others and more often than not she would take offense when those around her would try to pry that power from her cold-hearted hands. Yes, she is a control freak, in every sense of the word - perhaps it was a complex developed early in life, or maybe she was born this way, but regardless of the reason she just needs to have some hand in everything that affects her. She does not go with the flow, she spits in the flow’s face and tells it to rot in the pits of Gehenna for all she cared! Anyway, she is also quite knowledgable - not genius level intellect but she graduated with high marks, and even got a full tuition scholarship right out of high school. Her passions lied in writing more than anything, and wished to be journalist before her untimely death.[/i][/sup] [/indent]
[indent]𝙃 𝙚 𝙧   𝙎 𝙩 𝙤 𝙧 𝙮 — [hider=Text Wall][sup][i]Ah, Miami - enough sunlight to afflict an entire population with a health case of silliness cancer. It’s also known for its lively areas full of clubs, the bustling street life, beautiful beaches, great food, and lastly but of the most importance to you the reader “the crime”. Annalee was born in West End, which, was by no means an area filled with gang violence and drug deals like some other areas - but it was an area with money. Nal’s father was a Vietnamese Chef by trade, not a pseudo-chef, that hard working man went to culinary school late and everything. He wasn’t famous, but he made a name for himself in the area, and his restaurant “Pho-netic” even had a few articles written about it to some decent recognition. Papa was smart and took full advantage of the spotlight and marketed his restaurant well, targeted mostly the younger demographic by putting things like Gamecubes inside the restaurant. 

Nal loved her dad, she loved her mom too - but her dad was such a cool and memorable character in her life that he really stood out way more. He pushed her since a young age to do her best and never settle, which he intended to be more of driving force for his daughter’s success but really it just gave her anxiety. Like two anvils placed upon each shoulder, Nal felt the weight of expectations, though most of that load was created by her own psyche - she still cracked a bit under this pressure and it turned the girl bitter towards any who she deemed would drag her down. She remembered how happy her father was when being interviewed by reporters and panelists, and even though they just wanted information on his establishment they made sure to positively embellish their trip every time. One lied about how long it took papa to prepare the broth for the Pho, one said that he was born in Hanoi. But nonetheless, he enjoyed the attention and the publicity they offered his establishment.

Nal’s dream throughout her school life was to become like those people, strangely, and she would strive for that goal without anyone’s influence or opinion drawing her away. She even developed a complex on interviewing people, which in her high school would be hated by many. She was nosy, controlling, and annoyingly persistent, which in combination with her front in the school newspaper, was a recipe for disaster at her school. She wasn’t quite “bullied” rather, she was a useful asset that could be used when people needed help - you would simply need to extinguish all control to her during a school project and she would happily take the full brunt of work upon herself or delegate you when needed. But she was outcasted, never invited to social gatherings, and often forgotten by many despite her contributions to the school itself. It wasn’t til after high school that her life would take a dark turn. It was a cold February day ~ everywhere else on the planet except Florida. Nal had been walking home from college since it was only a thirty-to-forty minute trip on foot. On her way she would bump into an old classmate clad in a black hoodie, pants, and some off-white shoes. Thinking nothing of the interaction she made small talk with the former acquainted before continuing on her way - which, I said she was bright but the young man’s demeanor did not tip the naive Nal’s self preservation off in the slightest. He held a grudge about something, staked her down in the dark, and stabbed her in the light and left her to die. What a quick - uneventful death.[/i][/sup][/hider][/indent]

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[indent]𝙋 𝙝 𝙮 𝙨 𝙞 𝙘 𝙖 𝙡   𝙏 𝙧 𝙖 𝙞 𝙩 𝙨 — [sup]Annalee does not remember being this short in her past life, she stands at a lowly 4’6” and she doesn’t think there’s any time left to grow in this body. Her figure is petite but not childish, or not too childish it seems. Complexion and facial structure would be a creamy peach skin tone upon a feminine face that is quite rounded and cute with pinkish cheeks and button nose. She’s seemingly human, but also has traces of dwarven DNA running through her it seems by her size and sturdiness. But luckily, that human face remained cute - refined - no wait that’s just a facade she’s definitely unhinged. But she holds herself with dignity, her light-brown hair is neatly brushed and a service hat is tautly places stop her head. She wears a cute little uniform getup in shades of red-purple shades and white. Along with this outfit is silky white gloves neatly placed upon her hands, which she fixes and readjusts all the time - she never wore gloves before this reincarnation thing. Also, strapped at her waist is a book on each side, one is black and ruined and looks pretty edgy - the other is a simple brown leather tome with a purple gem fashioned to its face. [/sup][/indent][/color]
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[color=burlywood][h3]𝘼𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 & 𝙄𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮[/h3]
[indent] ʙ ʟ ᴇ s s ɪ ɴ ɢ — [sup]The Book of Belial[/sup]
[hider=Master of Lies][b]Structure •[/b] The fundamentals of this tome’s abilities lies within the art of deception. Once held by the demon lord dubbed “The Grand Deceiver” it is capable of the highest tiers of illusory magic unseen and unheard of for generations. What this entails is complete control over one’s perception upon the object the spell has targeted, limited purely by the users mana factoring into the duration in which it lasts. The true strength of the Blessing lies in the difficult to detect its deception, even some of greatest mages throughout the kingdoms would be fooled by the Deceiver’s lies, though high-tier users of old magic may be able to sense something amuck.

[b]Practicality •[/b] While it is the blessing endowed upon her by the entity that brought Nal to this world, that does not mean that this gift can be used thoughtlessly. Nal was brought into this setting with decent mana reserves within her body - but she is not some ungodly bank of mana that others may be. The Book fo Belial is incredibly taxing on her to utilize, and as such - it is only to be used in emergencies or predicaments in which Nal feels the need to whip out her trump card is absolutely necessary. The Book of Belial does indeed hold a number of other spells that she can not yet read or utilize like שתיקה, and שכל נפש.[/hider][/indent]
[indent] s ᴘ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴄ ʀ ᴀ ғ ᴛ — [sup]Tenebris Magia[/Sup]
[hider=AnnalsofAnnalee][b]Accumulative Knowledge •[/b] This is an archaic enchantment that has been placed upon the book of Tenebris Magia. The spell works like a backlog of different enemies and creatures it’s owner has encountered, as information is gathered on these subjects it is stored within the aether or the magic itself and the spell grows stronger. This is then utilized by drawing the ability on an enemy that Nal has experienced in the past - the spell remembers their strengths & weaknesses and upon activation can actually further expose them. For instance, if she were to have come across a Green Slime which was fully resistant to all magics but fire, the book would cause a combustion. The offensive use of Accumulative Knowledge is not that great, but it is a strong support skill.

[b]Encumbering Will •[/b] This dark magic is one that is scaled by the user’s ego. Manifest Will is the offensive aura created out of a mage’s will - and as this is case by case, the effects vary from person to person. Nal’s spell takes the form of “Encumbering Will” and as the spell is cast, a pulse of muddied grey mana is exhumed from her being within a large radius and those hit by the incantation will fall under some - or all of these effects. Most creatures, weak and strong, would feel a strong sense of annoyance - nearly enough to cause man and creature alike to groan or complain. Some would feel a sense of overbearing weight on their shoulders, stress on the body so extreme that it would feel draining to even move, others only slightly enough to feel tension through their body. But for those of an extremely weak will, dread, loss of purpose, and severe depression would sink in to their mind.

[b]Menos um Tenebria •[/b] The spell Nal will typically default to for offensive use in and out of combat is Menos um Tenebria, translating from the spell book to “Instructions of Darkness” - the incantation for this combative spell is strange in that it channeled from the pages of the time as Nal reads from them and the longer the channeling lasts the stronger the spell is. The effects of said spell are basically the creation of violet projectiles of mana produced from the book that are fired constantly towards the enemy. They start out small and weak - being roughly the size of a baseball when starting, but grow over the spells length causing them to grow more dangerous and larger.[/hider][/indent]
[indent] ᴍ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ɪ ᴀ ʟ   ᴀ ʀ ᴛ s — [sup]Smacking With Book Style[/sup]
[hider=Literally Uses a Book]More memes.[/hider][/indent][/color]