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[color=e6b8f1]"I can assure you; I'm no ordinary child."[/color]
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[indent][indent][color=e6b8f1][right][h3]》 NAME: Ragneka Qroarae [b]||[/b]  AGE: 8  [b]||[/b]  RACE: Mal'Akh [/h3][/right][/color][/indent][/indent][hr]
[indent][indent][h2][color=e6b8f1][b]OPERATION CALAMITY DEMISE
Lead Researcher: Professor Fletcher Patel[/b][/color][/h2]
[b]Journal Entry 1228
April 24, 2042[/b]
[color=888888][indent][i]'Today marks the birth of our primary test subject: Ragneka Qroarae, daughter of the beautiful Mal'Akh angel Naomi Qroarae who has volunteered this precious gift for our vital research. Naomi will remain on standby for when it is time for her to feed Ragneka, but in the meantime, she is to be made comfortable while this experiment proceeds, to ensure her motherly instincts don't interfere with its due course.'[/i][/indent][/color]
[b]Journal Entry 1274
November 7, 2042[/b]
[color=888888][indent][i]'I don't often get the chance to observe Ragneka whilst she's out of the machine, but from what I can see the most peculiar thing about her facial structure is that left eye of hers. I've never seen eyes change color this often in my entire life, but I feel as though I've figured out what each color is supposed to represent. It seems to me that the color of her eye shows what she's feeling at that particular moment in time. I should leave some space on this page so that I can write down what color represents which emotion.'[/i]

Red = Anger
Blue = Sadness
Green = Jealousy/Discontent
Yellow = Happiness
Brown = Lethargy
Pink = Affection
Orange = Sarcasm
White = Shock/Fear
Aqua = Confusion
Violet = Intense Focus[/indent][/color]
[b]Journal Entry 1387
February 10, 2044[/b]
[color=888888][indent][i]'We've hit our first snag in the project, and although it's not a critical upset, it is most certainly a crucial one. The machine has taken major damage due to Ragneka's resistance, and we'll need to recalibrate it entirely before we can proceed with any further experiments. Furthermore, Naomi is still in hysteria as I write this, and I don't blame her for the way she acted. After all, we ALL could've lost Ragneka that day. I'm just glad she chose to stay with us, even though she coerced me into telling her the truth behind the project as a whole. Were she to choose to flee instead, the project would be doomed in its entirely. That's what I feared most.'[/i][/indent][/color]
[b]Journal Entry 1666
May 31, 2046[/b]
[color=888888][indent][i]'At long last, we're finally ready to begin field tests. Naomi seems to be especially optimistic about how far Ragneka has progressed. We remain skeptical about whether we've truly achieved a magitech-accelerated awakening, but we don't intend to bring this project to a halt until we accomplish said feat; ethical bullshit be damned. That's precisely what these field tests are for; to see how far we've come to this penultimate goal.'[/i][/indent][/color]
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[indent][indent][color=e6b8f1][right][h3]》 HEIGHT: 127cm  [b]||[/b]  WEIGHT: 26 kg  [/h3][/right][/color][/indent][/indent][hr]
[indent][indent]Even among the Mal'Akh race as a whole, Ragneka has a very unique appearance. Her choice of clothing is about the only thing that could be argued to be commonplace, but even then, one does not simply come across a robe that has golden cords on the inside, a gold ribbon up top to tie it together and two "tails" of fabric that reach down towards the ground. Beyond that, her hair, which she ties into high twintails, looks to take on a metallic grey during the day, only to shift to white in the night. Ragneka has a total of 4 wings; a white pair that sprout from her shoulder blades as one would expect, and a black pair that forms from the lower back, just above her buttocks. Both pairs of wings have a myriad of "pockets" on the inside of their span, which are invisible to the naked eye, but glow when magic makes contacts with them. But the most unique things about the way Ragneka looks are her eyes, beyond a doubt. Her right eyes remains as black as coal, but her left changes colors based entirely on her mood at the time, and may even take up to two separate colors if she's feeling multiple emotions at once.

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[indent][indent][indent][color=e6b8f1][right][h3]》 𝖯𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭𝖠𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸[/h3][/right][/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][hr]
[indent][indent][indent]She may have only lived just over 8 years of her life so far, but Ragneka has already shown comprehension beyond that of any human being who is anywhere near her age. Her intellect is on par with that of the vast majority of the adult population, and she has keen observation which makes her difficult to fool. As such, her opinions always have the potential to be very valuable. Ragneka will always speak her mind; if not physically due to complications such as her mouth being gagged or sealed shut, her vocal cords being worn out or even whilst her mouth is otherwise in use, then through telepathy. She can always count on that to get her message across if need be.

Ragneka is usually a calm and collected individual. She'll always look through all the options available to her before she makes an executive decision, and she won't allow her emotions to cloud her judgment. That said, one thing reigns supreme above all Ragneka's personal pet peeves; she absolutely [i]despises[/i] being lied to. She can tell if someone is trying to withhold information or mislead her just by reading their face as a whole. Ragneka [i]could[/i] keep a secret, but will more often than not decline such requests, her reason being that secrets beget dishonesty.

As is the case with most Mal'Akhs, Ragneka's voice brings a soothing melody to her speech most of the time. However, it gets completely distorted when she becomes enraged, and winds up sounding demonic as a result, akin to a being that may have come straight out of hell. This distortion will last until Ragneka has successfully calmed down, but because she's a difficult person to provoke, one should be thankful for the exceeding rarity of which this occurs. And even in the event that she does get pissed off, again, Ragneka won't allow her emotions to cloud her judgment. She's more than capable of granting mercy from her wrath to those who swallow their pride, kneel before her and beg for her forgiveness. The true question is whether or not said mercy is deserved. Once Ragneka's mind is made up, no amount of groveling will pressure her into making the slightest alteration.[/indent][/indent][/indent]
[indent][indent][indent][color=e6b8f1][right][h3]》 𝖧𝖨𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸[/h3][/right][/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][hr]
[indent][indent][indent][color=e6b8f1]"My name is Ragneka Qroarae, and I'm here to tell you my story in regards to taking part in Operation Calamity Demise. I've lived in this world for the past 8 years now but, outside of my arrival to New York, [i]none[/i] of it has been on any semblance of record. So you'll have to take my word for-..."

"..."

"Oh? You'd rather I begin immediately? Very well, then."

"I was born in London University, right inside the underground laboratory in which Operation Calamity Demise was to take place. I don't cry out as my mother birthed me like other babies would; instead, I was peacefully sleeping, even as my body was transferred between multiple pairs of hands. During the first 20 odd months of my life, it was evident that I had a severe case of lethargy, and I suspect that the scientists that were assigned to the project took advantage of that fact. They put me in this strange machine and strapped me in, before putting a helmet-like device over my head and sealing me inside. One of them would have his hand over the switch in preparation to throw it, and once he did, all sorts of different memories would be instilled into my brain at once."

"Of course, these were not my own memories, but those of many different Mal'Ahk warriors that had fallen in combat. Primarily, the scientists would've wanted me to learn the magical spells that they used, although I suppose seeing how they died was useful for me to save myself from their own fate. In any case, the machine seemed to be programmed to only operate for 6 hours at a time, and the scientists would use the hourly breaks to bathe me, deal with any of my bodily excrements or hand me off to my mother so she could breastfeed me. Afterwards, they'd put me back into the machine and the cycle would repeat all over again ad infinitum. At first, my ever-growing intellect proved to be a delightful side-effect of all these memories being supercharged into me. But as I grew smarter and smarter, I became increasingly uneasy with the entire process. It didn't help that I remained unaware of the end-goal they had in mind at the time, mind you; that knowledge would've been nice to procure beforehand..."

"Unable to take the burning questions in my mind any more, I demanded to know why the scientists used me as their test subject for so long, and what they were attempting to accomplish. It stirred a small amount of conversation within the scientists, but they ultimately decided against heeding my desires altogether, and continued as they would with the experiment. That was the first time I showed a conscious effort to resist the machine's attempts to get inside my head, and apparently it was enough to cause serious stress to the machine itself. Had it not been forcibly shut down when it did, it would've likely self-destructed from the pressure, and taken my life with it. My mother was in hysterics, and scolded me for not thinking about what my death would mean to her, but I ignored her; I was still furious with the scientists for denying me much needed answers. I repeated my demands, and this time I assured all of them that I'd refuse to co-operate until I knew the truth behind everything. It was only then that my professor stepped forward, announcing himself as the lead researcher for Operation Calamity Demise."

"Apparently the scientists were trying to make me into the most powerful Starweaver alive. I initially wondered why they would want to grant me this power and not save it for themselves, but now that I think about it, they never struck me as the type that would go full-hero or full-villain. But if they could grant me enough power to even hold my own against the Starweaver that was solely responsible for the Third Great Calamity, if not defeat him, then in theory I could single-handedly stop any further Great Calamities from ever happening again. That was what appealed to me most out of everything my professor told me that day. But in order to grant me this power, the scientists would have to continue to teach me powerful spells through the machine, and they would also have to try to force my Starweaver Awakening to occur earlier than it naturally would, so they could learn of the ability that the awakening would've granted me and teach me how best to maximize my ability to wield it. Ironically, my Starweaver Awakening would never occur until after the project was already declared terminated, but it wasn't in the cards for me to know that."

"Would the project work? Would [i]I[/i] work? Who was to say? But the scientists continued their work. Approximately two years later, they were ready to put me through some field tests. It was quite simple, all I had to do was blow up some dummy targets, which I easily obliterated with the magical spells I learned. I was having so much fun, but suddenly the scientists all scurried away elsewhere whilst I was still doing one of the field tests, and I completely failed to notice until I finished that specific test. As soon as I peered around the entrance door, they all returned. But I could tell that their moods had soured considerably, and they were escorting someone with a black sack over their head."

"..."

"Yes, I believe this [i]was[/i] this "John Doe" character you were talking about earlier. He was a student of London University who merely arrived in the wrong place at the wrong time; all because he got lost on his way to class. My professor told me that this was a common cover story crafted by those that would intentionally snoop around restricted areas, which explains why he himself didn't buy it. But your John Doe character boldly stuck to this same story when I interrogated him myself, and unlike the scientists who allowed their paranoia to consume them, I could see that he was telling the truth. When I asked him to retrace his steps, however, he revealed to me that he noticed all the rooms of the building above were empty, and that he noticed something odd about the stairwell that led to the underground laboratory. That's where he went wrong. He should've known those rooms were empty for a reason, and he should've left that stairwell untraversed and went on his way. There's no doubt in my mind that he had to have tripped the security cameras that the scientists installed there long before initiating this project and all the others that they conducted down there. That couldn't exactly be helped; not with today's technology. But he most [i]certainly[/i] should've obliged my professor when he told him to abandon all memory of what he'd seen thus far and leave."

"I reprimanded him for these actions, but then he turned around and asked me how I could possibly be OK with, and I quote this, "this shady af shit that goes on in the underground." That alone was enough to give me pause. It made me realize that, yes, I was OK with such proceedings, and that something maybe wrong with me [i]because[/i] I was OK with them. I can only hope that the answer I gave him was satisfactory to him. But alas, I couldn't allow him to report his findings or what I told him to the authorities, and he seemed unwilling to simply let it go, so I had to kill him. You should know that he has my deepest sympathies, as do his family and other loved ones."

"Through all the potential jeopardies, the entire project lasted almost the full length of my entire life... give or take the few months it would take to move from London and settle into New York, obviously. It wasn't the threat of looming officials that shut the project down, but the presence of this strange fog that seeped down underneath the earth and covered the ceilings of the entire laboratory. It disabled all the technology inside, including the machine that I was sleeping in, which I knew because the memory that it was trying to put into my mind had completely transitioned into this weird dream. I... don't think that dream I had is relevant to your cause. But if you must know, it lasted a couple of minutes before my professor managed to shake me awake, and unstrapped me from the machine in a panic. He handed me off to my mother, who then flew out ahead of him so he could help the other scientists gather some important files. The scientists also wanted to know how the fog got down as far as it did and started by examining the air ducts that lead into the laboratory, but I suspect they took too long in that endeavor and that most of them are now behind bars as a result of that. But now Operation Calamity Demise is dead in the water, and my professor's been on the run ever since its termination, with myself and my mother in tow."[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[indent][indent][color=e6b8f1][right][h3]❖ 𝖬𝖠𝖦𝖨𝖢[/h3][/right][/color][/indent][/indent][hr][indent][indent][right][i][color=888888]DUAL LIFE-DRAINING BEAMS[/color][/i][/right][/indent][/indent]
[indent][indent][table][row][cell][center][color=e6b8f1]» 𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖦𝖳𝖧[/color][/center][/cell][cell][center][color=e6b8f1]» 𝖲𝖴𝖯𝖯𝖮𝖱𝖳[/color][/center][/cell][cell][center][color=e6b8f1]» 𝖣𝖤𝖷𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖸[/color][/center][/cell][cell][center][color=e6b8f1]» 𝖣𝖤𝖥𝖤𝖭𝖲𝖤[/color][/center][/cell][cell][center][color=e6b8f1]» 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖠[/color][/center][/cell][/row]
[row][cell][center]★★★★☆[/center][/cell][cell][center]★★★★★[/center][/cell][cell][center]★★★★★[/center][/cell][cell][center]★☆☆☆☆[/center][/cell][cell][center]★★☆☆☆[/center][/cell][/row][/table][/indent][/indent]
[indent][indent]Ragneka fires up to two beams of pure light (one for each arm) that home in on her enemies' hearts, and allow her to continually drain life from them. These beams are ethereal in nature and can be handled akin to a rope of sorts, allowing Ragneka, her target(s) [i]and[/i] all combatants on either side to pull on the beam from their respective sides and adjust how much life will ultimately be drained from the target(s). The more force that is applied on Ragneka's side, the faster the rate at which life is drained from the target, but if too much force is applied on the target's side, the ability to drain any life at all can be almost completely negated. Ragneka can always disconnect these beams at will, but otherwise they will continue to drain life towards Ragneka until either the enemy(s) being drained dies or she completely exhausts her supply of magical energy. However, they [i]don't[/i] automatically stop when Ragneka reaches full health. Instead, the extra life is stored in certain "pockets" of her wings for later during combat. If Ragneka is struck by anything whilst storing any extra life, that extra life is expended in order to reduce the damage and numb the pain, if only by a small amount. If Ragneka doesn't use any magic for exactly 3600 seconds, any extra life that she'd stored through the effects of her life-draining beams will be absorbed by her wings, which in turn will aid in replenishing her pool of magical energy for the next battle she gets herself involved in.

The beams of light can also be "reversed engineered", allowing Ragneka to sacrifice her own life in order to provide emergency healing to a valuable ally. In this instance, pulling towards each end has the opposite effect from normal; that is, force towards Ragneka reduces the effect and force towards the target increases the effect. It should be noted that the reverse-engineered beams will always use the extra life that was stored in Ragneka's wings before they use her own life. Ragneka can also fire off one reverse-engineered beam towards an ally and a standard beam at an enemy, in order to transfer the life she drained straight to whoever is in dire need in healing.

Between maintaining her life-draining beams and her habit of "overspending" energy for her offensive magical spells, the cost of most anything she can throw at an enemy is steep enough to [i]completely[/i] undermine the Mal'Akhs' naturally high energy pool. On top of that, Ragneka is a poor physical fighter on account of her underdeveloped body, and as such, her effectiveness in combat is only as good as the amount of magical energy she has left. However, Ragneka has access to a myriad of powerful offensive and supportive spells, and the speed in which she can soar through the air is remarkable. She can very easily swoop in to save a life when least expected. Ragneka can be a great ally to have at one's side; so long as her magical energy is topped up before engaging the enemy.[/indent][/indent][/quote][indent][indent][indent][color=e6b8f1][right][h3]❖ 𝖳𝖤𝖫𝖤𝖦𝖱𝖠𝖯𝖧[/h3][/right][/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][hr]
[indent][indent][indent]Ragneka's Starweaver Mark resembles an Ouroboros, the head of which seems to hover over her right eye.[/indent][/indent][/indent]
[quote][indent][indent][color=e6b8f1][right][h3]❖ 𝖬𝖴𝖲𝖨𝖢[/h3][/right][/color][/indent][/indent][hr][indent][indent][table][row][cell][color=e6b8f1]❖ PLAYLIST[/color][/cell][cell][color=e6b8f1]❖ SONG[/color][/cell][/row][row][cell][color=e6b8f1][b]Opening Theme:[/b][/color][/cell][cell][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlkKnbBltec]Catch Me When I Fall, by Stitched Up Heart[/url][/cell][/row][row][cell][color=e6b8f1][b]Encounter Theme:[/b][/color][/cell][cell][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_jR6T_zTknk]Persona 4 OST: Heaven[/url][/cell][/row][row][cell][color=e6b8f1][b]Battle Theme:[/b][/color][/cell][cell][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3RnHjn58R2M]Valkyria Chronicles II OST: Valkyria Theme[/url][/cell][/row][/table][/indent][/indent][/quote][/quote][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][center][h1][color=e6b8f1]♕[/color][/h1][/center][/hider]