[hider=Savyna Liu]

[color=darkslategray][h1]❈ WHO AM I? ❈[/h1][/color]
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[indent][indent][right][h3][color=darkslategray]》[/color] 𝖡𝖠𝖲𝖨𝖢𝖲: Savyna Liu [color=darkslategray][b]||[/b][/color]  26  [color=darkslategray][b]||[/b][/color]  Half-Mal'akh Clone[/h3][/right][/indent][/indent][hr][indent][indent][right][i][color=darkslategray]"They say the world may be cruel, but we ourselves may be even crueler."[/color][/i][/right][/indent][/indent]
[indent][indent]In the seedier, backwater streets of Hong Kong, a strict two-child policy imposes limits on the average household. Those born as a third child are often cast out into the streets without ever being given a name. Some are given to the government for repurpose programs, while others are taken in by street gangs and crime families - seldom is there ever a kind fate that awaits them. It isn't unheard of for some of these unfortunate souls to be raised as a commodity or used as scientific assets in the advancement of government research. In one such case, a nameless third child would serve as the genetic benefactor to Savyna Liu.
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[indent][indent][right][h3][color=darkslategray]》[/color] 𝖠𝖯𝖯𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖠𝖭𝖢𝖤: 172cm tall  [color=darkslategray][b]||[/b][/color]  61 kg  [/h3][/right][/indent][/indent][hr]
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[indent][indent]Savyna is of an ectomorphic build, with brown eyes and dark hair swept to the sides and barely reaching shoulder length, and a tattoo of a cross running down her shoulder. Her jet-black wings are the only outward indicators of her Mal'akh heritage, as she does not possess the tuneful voice nor the other exotic features of the full-blooded counterpart. In fact, Savyna is physically indistinguishable to the naked eye from other humans when her wings are dematerialized. Her sense of dress consists almost exclusively of black attire, with her preference ranging from leather jackets with band T-shirts, tattered acid wash denim, or her signature outfit of a gothic corset and a large, draping coat.[/indent][/indent]
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[indent][indent][indent][right][h3][color=darkslategray]》[/color] 𝖯𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭𝖠𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸[/h3][/right][/indent][/indent][/indent][hr]
[indent][indent][indent][i]Savyna possesses a rather non-confrontational nature, and will likely always choose the path of least resistance. In conversations with those she has not quite yet warmed up to, she makes a conscious effort not to say anything that she believes would upset the other person or stir an argument. She often says very little at all as a result, and in turn some would perceive her as dismissive or petulant. However, Savyna is not afraid to speak her mind to those she has grown accustomed to, and may even lash out with a sharp tongue to those that she feels deserve it. She has a soft spot for children and refuses to do anything that she knows would bring harm to them. When met with no other choice, she isn't opposed to fighting - though she fears the extent of her own power caused by an incident the day she became a Starweaver.[/i]
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[indent][indent][indent][i]Welcome to Hong Kong. Beneath the pretty lights and open-air kitchens lies a blood-soaked playground where laws are written by the same hands that break them, and where every life has a price tag. Hong Kong is synonymous for a haven of killers and white-collar criminals wanting to stay under the radar. Many would find impressionable youths abandoned by their families and taken in by aspiring criminal empires, or even lab rats for morally questionable research and pursuits. Expendable lives were in no short supply.

In the outer reaches of the city apart from prying eyes was an abandoned apartment complex converted into a government somatology research facility that would remain off the papers. They would receive many test subjects over the years, willing or otherwise, to participate in dubious projects. Dr. Ren Zhaohui was the head director in genetic manipulation and oversaw an experiment in altering the hereditary magical abilities of the humanoid races. He tirelessly worked, exhausting through his supply of "lab rats" and suffering fruitless results until he came across a young girl born from a human and a Mal'akh. This new subject of Dr. Zhaohui managed to live through the rigorous testing and experimental serums where the previous ones had not, exceeding the expectations of the facility and causing a breakthrough to new avenues of research. The half-mal'akh girl's abilities had undergone a drastic mutation into an almost complete subversion of the celestial power unique to the celestial half of her species.

The young child was not without her limits, however, and soon showed signs of deteriorating health. Dr. Zhaohui, refusing to allow himself to repeat his mistakes would shift all his time and resources into making an exact copy of the girl so that his work may continue. After extensive genetic mapping, Dr. Zhaohui would fail three times at creating a suitable artificial newborn and achieve success on the subsequent attempt. Zhaohui would endearingly yet ironically call this new life "Lucky Number Four."

Number Four was raised, cared for, and even tutored within the confines of the facility - the kindest gift Zhaohui had ever given any of his subjects. She was raised as if she were Zhaohui's own daughter, and her early childhood was spent in his company and that of the other researchers. When she grew older, Number Four exhibited the inherited abilities of her genetic benefactor, and Zhaohui would pick up where he left off. The so-called father figure that looked after Number Four had turned cold and detached, subjecting her to excruciating experiments and soon after, combat training. Several government agencies had expressed interest in Zhaohui's work and made offers of greater status and wealth were he to turn in Number Four to them. She was to be a weapon.

On the day they came to take her, Number Four was summoned before Dr. Zhaohui and the agents who wished to see their new prospect. They probed the scientist with questions and asked for a demonstration of her powers - a request Dr. Zhaohui was all too happy to oblige. The agents had brought in captured criminals and offered them freedom if they could best Dr. Zhaohui's magnum opus. Wave after wave they came, rushing to kill Number Four in futile effort. In the bloody aftermath, the impressed clients sang their praises to Dr. Zhaohui, promising him a bright future and all the funding he would ever need. One would make the mistake of mentioning that they would be sure to bring in a fresh supply of "Third Child street urchins" to be "made into something useful like Number Four." Number Four had finally snapped.

Despite having exhausted her energy in the demontration, Savyna attempted to strain her power past her limits. In doing so, she expelled a destructive force from within herself and fell to the ground unconscious. In the darkness of her mind she had then heard the voice. Whose voice that spoke to her she could not determine, but she felt she had known it all her life.

"Come back."

The words had reined in her grip on reality, and she now stood before the corpses of Dr. Zhaohui and the agents. Their bodies lie strewn about, dismembered, and with all their eyes enucleated from their sockets. She had to run, and she had to be swift. Needing a way out, Number Four began releasing the other test subjects to turn on the other researchers. Amidst the chaos, she had finally found her escape. The entire facility had been burnt to the ground with no records ever being released to the public. With a few of the surviving test subjects, Number Four had very little choice other than to live in the lower districts where she could witness the ravages of poverty and the atrocities of crime firsthand. It was evident that an easy life would not be in store for the runaways for quite some time. As much as she wanted to, flying away with her wings would prove impossible considering the patrol of controlled air spaces around the country's borders.

The group agreed to stick together, adopt names for themselves and taking whatever work they could to ensure their survival for the next several years. Upon her coming of age, Number Four was given a gift by the others. They collectively pooled their efforts to buy her the necessary accommodations to move to America, where she would be free to follow her own path in life. She arrived in New York City as Savyna Liu, where she would settle and integrate thereon. The only boat ride in her life was the journey to the country, and on the night of the departure she experienced an otherworldly sensation. As Savyna stared out into the ocean's horizon, she felt herself becoming lighter. She no longer saw the vast sea, but a vision of a room. She could hear the faint noise of laughter and conversation as five figures approached a table. A mother, a father, and three children set utensils and various plates of food before seating themselves to eat. The ephemeral vision lasted but for a brief moment, and when Savyna came to she felt an indescribable pain grip her heart. It would fade just as quickly, with the sight of the new country coming into view.

At last, Savyna had a breath of fresh air - New York wasn't all that much better than Hong Kong, but at least none would pay her too much mind here. For the most part, Savyna's life in America was rather uneventful. She managed to pick up a few low-ended jobs to support herself; the curious gazes directed at her notwithstanding. Savyna was considered an oddity to both sides of her kind: less human than human, and lacking the grace and more exotic features of the mal'akh. To make matters easier for herself, she'd always leave out the circumstances for her birth.[/i]
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[indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][center][color=darkslategray][h1]✣[/h1][/color][/center][h1] [color=darkslategray]🕈 WAKE UP, STARWEAVER 🕈[/color] [/h1][quote][quote]
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[indent][indent]Due to corruption of her benefactor's genes, Savyna's Mal'akh abilities have been subverted from their traditional healing properties. Instead of being able to heal the injuries of herself or others, the energy Savyna has stored is instead used to further empower her offensive magic. Her human magical abilities have shown to be unaffected by the experiments and remain typical to that of other humans.

When she was gifted with the powers of a Starweaver, Savyna gained the ability to weaponize her life energy in the forms of manifested weaponry. By tapping into her own energy or the energy she has stored, she can create blades and projectile attacks capable of piercing through most reinforced alloy with ease. Manifesting more than a single weapon at a time or maintaining sustained projectile fire exhausts significantly more energy.

Attempts to use the Starweaver power past its limit or when Savyna's energy is depleted can cause catastrophic results. Overtaxing the ability will cause it to collapse and discharge all at once. Savyna herself will fall incapacitated and be unable to use any form of magic when she recuperates for a varying amount of days.

Without use of her magical abilities, Savyna still proves to remain a deceptively capable fighter, as she was genetically engineered for peak physical condition and trained with advanced martial discipline.[/indent][/indent]
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[indent][indent][indent]Savyna's telegraph is denoted by a black halo appearing over her head.[/indent][/indent][/indent]
[quote][indent][indent][right][h3][color=darkslategray]❖[/color] 𝖬𝖴𝖲𝖨𝖢[/h3][/right][/indent][/indent][hr][indent][indent][table][row][cell][color=darkslategray]❖[/color] PLAYLIST[/cell][cell][color=darkslategray]❖[/color] SONG[/cell][/row][row][cell]OPENING THEME[/cell][cell][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-B7-Vcdlld8]PERTURBATOR = "VENGER"[/url][/cell][/row][row][cell]CASUAL THEME[/cell][cell][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0iYWuU9aTxg]AKIRA YAMAOKA = "LOVE PSALM"[/url][/cell][/row][row][cell]BATTLE THEME[/cell][cell][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2k7TMT3ouA]KIVΛ = " ͟͝͞Ⅱ́̕"[/url][/cell][/row][row][cell]ENDING THEME[/cell][cell][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qO_-b_1VWEk]GO SHIINA = "MEMORY OF THE LOST"[/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=darkslategray]♕[/color][/h1][/center]
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