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About me:

I am Esmerelda. I was an angel in god's own land.. Heaven.. A cheerful bubbly angel. frolicking from cloud to cloud.. I danced in the beautiful golden rays of moonlight, Cleansed myself in the purest of the rain.. was pampered by the gods themselves.. I was the golden angel.. Then.. disaster struck. I comitted an unspeakable crime of taking the liberty to waive of the black curse of death from a mortal creature, a human child, who was supposed to die of a disease... And changed fate. 10 years later the child grew up into a 20 year old man, a murderer. For an unforeseen crime committed by me, I was doomed by my heavenly fathers, cursed by them bearing the sins of all the murders commited by the man... I lost my powers and my immortality... a price for the sins I had commited... I lost my consciousness and fell down into the vast chasms of time and space, on to the soils of mortality, injuring one of my large beautiful wings. Its been 21 years since that day, and the only gifts the gods gave me.. was the gift of youth...I never age..

    

I rose in the form of a spirit.. without a body in a paper cabin seekin my path to gaining a body..In this land of mortals, I Have faced misery, pain, hunger, fear, disease, and all the woes of mortality.. There were none to give me shelter when I needed it the most.. I struggled in this new world, with my innocence and naivity. I soon became too tired of all the attacks that were showered on me when I learnt the basic law of nature here. Survival of the fittest. For that I decided I needed a weapon. I went to a forgesmith, Rhuvir, a man spitefully cunning. He lured me into trading my soul with him for a blade, a powerful blade. One that would protect me and never break. I accepted his offer. After the blade was forged, he called me to his chamber and sedated me with a deadly poison.. nightshade as I have heard.. In my sleep, he absorbed almost my entire soul, except for the fragment that keeps me sane.. a reason why I lost all my skill. The last part of me was saved by a handsome black unicorn, a stallion worthy of its Lineage.. Shadow.. He gored into the Forgesmith's chest with his powerful horn, and killed him. saving my life..I am indebted to him forever..

 
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I took my sword and left along with shadow to pursue a place where i could rest. I thought i found none.. When i found this Inn. at Fenth's press. I found friends.. dearest and kindest of all.. I underwent many changes two of which were major. One. My broken wing was healed.By the Power of the light goddess, a gift of Mcvitie. Two, i became a slave.. A slave to my master. MalichiW. I had a clasp around my neck, a collar to prove my bondage and eternal loyalty. Little did I know that the collar would cause me great pain in the future..
My woes:
Then, in my long absence from this World, an abstinence from MD, i went into a fantasy world called Reality. A world where problems are too many.. solutions are too less..after a period of two months, when I finally returned, I was shocked to know about the stories of treachery and betrayal, my friends enlightened me with. I found solace in no place and then i decided to do this..

in order to remove all the favours that had been done upon me by a certain person whom i had grown to dislike. My sword removed all the traces of healing magic from my wing. It is back as before.. and my chains of mortal bondage reappeared. I am what i was before..

My chains hindered me in all sense of happiness and joy.. crushing me to pieces.. day after day after day.. That is when Stormrunner adopted me as his sister.. Taking care of me everyday, watching over me like a guardian. Protecting me from all the dangers he could. In a due course of time, i realised the whole incident was a simple misunderstanding. A result of improper conveyance of the series of unfortunate events making me regret every moment of the misery I had undergone to injure myself. My sword still lies with me, stained with my blood. I apologised to the concerned hoping that they would have in their hearts to forive me for my decisions..  I recieved their reply none too sooner.. She embraced me like her own sister strengthening the bonds of friendship between  us .. I respect her today for what she is.. Also Promise to stay with her as a faithful and loyal friend..


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My resurrection: 

On one fine day.. My completion of 21yrs on earth.. My brother surprised me with another gift.. a gift which I can never repay him back with.. He resurrectd my wing with his dark magic.. The dark words of healing spell devised by the crafty demons brought about a strange kind of  a reaction in my body. Fire swept through my viens making me shiver with pain..Just when I thought I was going to lose it all, Necromancer Mortis used the magic of oak leaves on me to relieve me of my pain, fever and suffering. I got up healed, happy and energised enough to pursue my aim.. to train my creatures to make them worthy of joining an alliance.. I will do it.. One day.. Despite my lack of energy and power.. Despite my loss.. Despite my lack of skill.. Despite my absence of soul.. 

   

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     My freedom:

As the days progressed by..my collar bagan to tighten.. I neglected the minor discomfort.. owing to the fact that I was busy being in a state of ecstacy.. But as time progressed I realised that my collar was choking me... My collar became tighter.. I thought over it and consulted Marvolo reguarding my state of affairs.. As we discussed the possibiliies.. I realised that it was probably due to the fact that once I would get married to marvolo.. my master would not be owning me.. I would belong to someonelse.. And that was what the collar was preventing me from doing.. Belonging to my love without my master's leave.. 

I searched for my master, Malichi in lands I could.. I enquired about him from his close associates reguarding his Presence.. But unfortunately none had anything to say or any explanation to give for his dissapearance.. I succumbed to my depression and fate regretting my decisions made in the past.. All I could do is hope for my master to appear and free me from the bondage so that I could stay with my wolf as one.. And at that precise moment.. My dear brother Shined light in the dark dungeons my accursed fate had locked me in.. He assured me of freeing me from the bonds of slavery using his immense powers...He used the blades of winds to cut through my collar.. and in the dangerous process cut himself.. I healed his wounds with my weak magic... But then i got a scar on my neck.. a scar which I could not remove.. A scar made when the collar cut my neck.. 

You may presume I am very happy to get the collar thrown away.. But trust me.. I am not.. My collar was more than a band of loyalty to me.. It was a representation of all those happy memories I had spent with my master at The Flying Dragon... It was a deep token of affection which I bore for my master in my heart.. Unfortunately, All that remains of that collar now is a tiny porcelaine shard resembling a single white wing.. An angels ring.. It is probably my most prized possession... Apart from my brother and my love.. I want to get it repaired.. That is another one of my goals in life...

My weapon:

 

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