𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁: Agender

𝙰𝙶𝙴: Canon Age: ~200 or so

𝙷𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃: 06'04"

𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚂: Nicknames

𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚂: They/Them

𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: Gay

𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙴𝚂: Corvid Humanoid// Angel of Death

𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙸𝚃𝚈: Active/

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂: Not for Sale/

𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙷

𝙿𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙰

𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙴𝙳

𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙲

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𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴

𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈

𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙼𝙰

𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙿𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁

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+| calm, benevolent, courteous, empathetic || = | observant, stoic, sweet, reliable || -| careless, delicate, impulsive, morbid 

Crow is known to be extremely benevolent towards others, the same way their guardian is with others. They are known to provide medical help with little to no charge and just the satisfaction of the patient fully recovered. Crow isn't quite too fond of the idea of payments to make up for emergency health issues. Like their guardian, they offer a helping hand and allow zero stress regarding in payment or any sort of payback. Another persons' well-being in check is good enough to satisfy the nurse. Along with being a courteous individual, Crow displays well-mannered characteristics especially with chivalry towards others. They're extremely understanding to other parties on an emotional level, despite not being too expressive with their own emotions. Regardless, Crow is 100% someone to vent to as they show a fair amount of understanding to the others' problems. Crow's observant nature seems to be on par to reading the atmosphere between others and will allow themselves to be of use into any sorts of venting. Their dedication towards helping others proves that the young hero is good to supply a helping hand on the field. Overseeing their own issues, acting on instinct to help seize the day.  

Although Crow is known to being selfless for a large portion of their personality, they're extremely careless in regards of their own health. They'll tend to pile up injuries for themselves in order to sustain others from dwelling too much on theirs. If anything, it's just a bloody mess with a person that cares more about the health of others over their own. Sadly, this is fueled by how impulsive Crow may get when working on field with others. Instantaneously, Crow will put their own safety last leading to dire risks due to how fragile the nurse is. Sadly, Crow is extremely delicate ranging from easily obtaining bruises to falling ill if they aren't too careful. It's best advised to keep a watchful eye since Crow's fragile and careless nature tend to be an awful combo for each other. Often times leading the nurse to be MIA for some time if they're not properly supervised. I anything, there are times where Crow may be too...morbid to approach. This is due to the nurse's unhealthy obsession with death or any dark themes that surround that. Crow is known to hang out by graveyards on the daily, probably admiring the grim atmosphere.  

In the past, Crow was well...a crow that was shot point blank out of the sky. The crow’s descent slowly made its way towards revival as a fallen angel on duty saw its fall. The crow’s corpse was never claimed by the hunter, possible just shot at for entertainment. The angel saw pity for the fallen corvid who was robbed out of its life in order to entertain some humans. The angel scooped up the bird, only to begin to softly sob while holding the corpse close to their face.  

“I’m so sorry.” it sobbed, shedding tears of gold onto still feathers of the dead bird. “You didn’t deserve that...How sad it is to die so early in life…” 

The angel carefully turned over the bird’s body, observing it’s lethal wound, wondering what it can do for the poor creature. Momentarily, the angel ceased it’s observations when it finally reached its verdict. Placing its first two fingers onto the wound, pressing weight on it. A golden light slowly accompanying the two fingers, as it glowed on the wound.

“I will give you another chance…” the angel murmured as the light began to beamed brighter, slowly bringing the creature back to life. “I will gift a marvelous gift...A gift to blend with the humans…,”

The light burnt brightly, beginning to engulf the angel in its light.

“On the condition that you work for me and that you will collect the souls of fallen mortals.”

Then suddenly.

Darkness.

Noire | Guardian  

Amen | Creator? // Boss  

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