Life.
Forever Wandering
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"They say I had a name. Although at this point I cannot remember. I have gone through so many names, none are important to me. I only desire to be called by a particular god."
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Nora. The stray Shinki. No limits. No commitments. With many names comes different shifts. Depending on what god and the name given, she will change into the specific equipment for that god. Many see her with a slight, devious smile. For what reason? No one has the answer to it. She only appears in the worst of times or difficult situations. Sometimes she is the major pawn to the ultimate scheme of things. But no matter her position she is constantly fixated on one goal. To serve her master.
Her story begins in the medieval era of the Japanese history as Kiyo a simple farm girl. Coming from a poor village she was responsible for many tasks but not burdened with much restraint. Her parents were hard, renowned farm workers. Many neighbors and fellow farmers often visited their hut for advice on crops. People believed that the Amachi family was blessed with the prayers of the gods. Seeing how successful and well-liked her parents were, she strived to help them out in any manner. Kiyo would weave baskets of great sturdiness, wash clothes with extreme delicacy, gather food for the evening meals, and still have time to play with the children of the village. Being one of the eldest of the kids, she was the role model for most. She was caring, exciting, well-disciplined, and loving. Neighbors would often smile and ask for assistance from Kiyo who would always say yes. These were the bright early years of Kiyo's childhood.
As she grew older she became more exquisite, refined, and graceful. She continued to awe the village and grew to love the people in it more.
"They say I had a name. Although at this point I cannot remember. I have gone through so many names, none are important to me. I only desire to be called by a particular god."
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Nora. The stray Shinki. No limits. No commitments. With many names comes different shifts. Depending on what god and the name given, she will change into the specific equipment for that god. Many see her with a slight, devious smile. For what reason? No one has the answer to it. She only appears in the worst of times or difficult situations. Sometimes she is the major pawn to the ultimate scheme of things. But no matter her position she is constantly fixated on one goal. To serve her master.
Her story begins in the medieval era of the Japanese history as Kiyo a simple farm girl. Coming from a poor village she was responsible for many tasks but not burdened with much restraint. Her parents were hard, renowned farm workers. Many neighbors and fellow farmers often visited their hut for advice on crops. People believed that the Amachi family was blessed with the prayers of the gods. Seeing how successful and well-liked her parents were, she strived to help them out in any manner. Kiyo would weave baskets of great sturdiness, wash clothes with extreme delicacy, gather food for the evening meals, and still have time to play with the children of the village. Being one of the eldest of the kids, she was the role model for most. She was caring, exciting, well-disciplined, and loving. Neighbors would often smile and ask for assistance from Kiyo who would always say yes. These were the bright early years of Kiyo's childhood.
As she grew older she became more exquisite, refined, and graceful. She continued to awe the village and grew to love the people in it more.
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