3K Lamia

I was born to parents who wanted a boy. They gave me to my mother's sister, Kiam, who then became my surrogate mother. I have been told that the those who gave birth to me weren't nice people. I was only a few weeks old when Kiam became my mother. I don't remember if my biological mother used to be, say, a human. My sire was definitely a monster. He ensnared my biological mother and turned her into his pawn. They were members of some obscure cult which encouraged male dominance. I think I'm very lucky to have survived those few weeks that I were in my biological mother's care.

Kiam raised me as her daughter. I only know of my biological parents because she told me about them. My mother taught me how to survive. She did it with a gentle certainty. I learned to kill things when most children are still playing with their toys. Mother created a weapon out of me. The same day she told me about my parents, she told me I was to kill them. She called it my duty.

I understood why when I was thirteen years old. I saw my real parents once again, briefly. They broke in my home in the middle of the night and took me out into the darkness. They tried to kill me to gain glory.

I was saved by my mother's companion, Jamie. I don't remember much. I came out in one piece. I never saw my real parents again. I just knew that I wanted to feel their blood flowing onto my hands as I rip out their hearts.

When I turned twenty, I left home and joined the Inquisition. My mother gave me Lasciel as a birthday gift. She's the dearest thing in the world.

Years passed and one day I found out that I had a... talent. That I could sense what my dearest felt, and give her directions. Shortly, I found myself being bundled into a spaceship headed to the Holy Terra. It was the longest seven years in my life. Sometimes, I have nightmares.

It seems to me that the Inquisition is... corrupted.