Lyra had become exactly what she had loathed so much. This unfortunate fate became a cruel reality. Sera had given her many warnings in the past about this terrible fate that she would be cursed with. Lyra had wanted to become stronger fast to surpass her sister and to be able to protect those around her but ended up hurting herself even more. Lyra had started gaining more and more psychatoic as she turned insane and into a killing machine with no stop. Her hair had started getting red tints and her teeth had started to become sharper to kill off her victims quicker and messier. The old childish Lyra was gone, there was now only Marowit, the goddess of Death.

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