Lulial

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Lulial is the typical quirky egoist 10-year-old we all dreamt of. She loves to steal her big sister's things she really isn't supposed to take - like these really cute pushup bras. Come on, can't she share sometimes ??

Fortunately for Mika, she isn't always at her dad's house; she spends most of her time at school or at her mom's, learning these priests maneers and yadayada, even if she doesn't care that much. She wants to become a sailor when she grows up, because the beach is so beautiful ! But really, since the holy deity came in her sleep one night, she can't concentrate on anything anymore. The training just hurts so ba ̶̗̻͇̟̹́̓̍͗̒͐̆͐͆ͅd̴̢̨̳̙̝̘̖̬̮͚͙͓͍́̈́͂̆͠ͅ

She can't concentrate on anything anymore. This god just holds so much thinking energy in her mind ! She hopes she'll get a good rest soon ! That even worries her good old sis, but she reassures her. Middle school is just so haaaard.

Lulial loves to watch the sea flow in her direction. She loves how it washes up her brain out with its sound.
She would love to become the bitchy girl in the highschool type of movies, because it seems so much more fun that being the idiotic protagonist. She actively trains every evening in front of her mirror and sometimes scares her sister for a good laugh.
For her 11-year-old birthday, she would love to have a huge notebook so she can start a seashells colection !

Her favorite food are éclairs à la vanille, and any raspberry food.
She used to be training a lot to take part in swimming competitions, so she has naturally large shoulders.

For my friend Necissa and her annoying but funny little sisters.
For my 12 year-old self. You'll get through it. You'll be fine for a moment anyways.
For Heloise, who lives near the beach, and my own past love for the sea!



 ̶̨̺̦̞̙̳̹̓s̷̡̨̪̮͍͓̤̻̉̅̀͊͛͐̽͂͆̈͘͘͝͝ȍ̸̩̙̱͌͑̇̏̌̂̅̅͝m̵̨̢̛̪̹͍̬̲̬̖̻͕͔̭͍̬̔̿̋̅̈́̾̈́̎̌̚̚͠e̶͈̿͆͗̌̂̂̑̕ţ̸̧̢̧̖͚͚̣̹̮̬̫̬̫̍ͅi̶̡͔͎̦̭̟̯̝̹̣̱͇͚̦͐̅͂͑͝m̸͗̃̿͑͗͊̊̑̓ͅě̴͚̦̩̹̣̰̀͌̕͜͝ş̵̺͓̘̣̼̳̟͐̑̊̄͛͑͑͋̋͆̈́̂͊̽̒ͅ ̶̡̧͚̲̺͓̹̻̗͔̥͙̓̔̑͛̾̐͛̀̿̇̋̽͂͗͜͠i̷̡̧̡̤̱̥̜̅͜ͅ ̴̼̗̗̮͛s̷̢͖͇̰͈̰͙̘̺̭̺̯̩͐͜ḙ̸̡̰͉̝̆͋̋̀̈̎̀͊̈́̓͘͝e̶̢̡̯̦̮̼̳̝̗̯̝̰̓͐ͅ ̵̨̺͙̱̰͍̼̰͕̘̳̘̟̭͐̐̀͋͜b̴̧̡̲̘͓̘͔͕̖̺̪̻̩͙̅̋͂̓͂͌͜ĺ̷͉͉͇̰͘o̶̡̝̺̝̭̝̤̻͙͙̳̮̫͖̹̅ơ̵͍͋̅̀̐͊̀̀̕̕ḋ̷̝̝̮̣͉̻̞̃̀̂̓̔́̎̈́ ̵̘͕̖̝̾̓̉ą̶̢̨̨̛̘̯̣̜͍͉̼̝̮̇̌l̷̝͙̦̙̃̑͌̚͜͝ľ̵̨̛̩̤̰̯̱͛̋͘ͅ ̴̪̞͗̍̉͂̀̚ơ̷̢̧̬̝̦͙͐͊̕͜͜͝ͅv̸̦̮̼̘̙̫͓̲̬̮̲̌̿̉̈́̅̈̌̒̒͊̑̕ͅé̴̛̫̍̔̈̀͛̾͑̆̕͠ŕ̵͎̘͖̭̻̈́̏̀̏͘̚̕͜͝͝ͅͅ ̵̛͎̫̞̗͍͕̳̹̟̒͒̆̌̒̑͂̓̑̃̕̚͝m̴̢̧̛̛͓͈̓̎̊̊͋̑̄̉̀y̶̨̳̯̬̟̙̐̀́̉̓ͅ ̷̢̳͙̙̤̞̣̺͗̋̎̈͐͊͜͝ͅl̵͙̲̹̹̫̯̖̮̹̗͍͕̯̗̈́̍̊́͋̕͜ȩ̵̧̢̼͇͈̲̪̳̜̬̘̮͈͇̌̑͂ģ̴̢̯̜̠̝̝͓̱̭͖͋̒͋̆̂͋̈́͘͘͝ͅs̵̡̱͈̰̳̼̜̲͕̲̟̼̥̦̗̓̀̌̔,̵̢̢̛̯̝̲͕̫͇̰͍̻̞̌̉̉͌͒̌͜͝ ̶̧̛̰́͌̿́͠ͅb̴̧̧͎̱̲̗͕̻̺͖̱͌̏͑̈́̿̉͑̀̉̂͛̊̆͝u̴̙͉̣̘̣̓̒t̷̛̮̩̙̄̏͑̽̉ ̶̖͙̖̤̺̗̘̝̙̟͙͉͙́̒́̈̏̂̒̑̓̽͘̚͜t̶̝̯̎͑͑̈́̾͂̽̆͛̾͗̒͘͝h̴̹̼̅͛ạ̸̛͕͔̪̼͇͍͕̘͔̎͛̀̿̓̈̃͛̔̍̕ͅͅt̵̮̩̰̬͔̫̘͍̔̇͛͐̈́̓̈́͝͝ ̶̛̛͈̫̼͈̳̹͇̜́͒͋̅͝͠ͅm̶͎̟͔͍̝͋͋̉̕͜e̶̢̟̹͇̠̹̙̟̺̿̓̀́͗͊̿͌̌̕͝͝ã̵͇͐́n̵̢̨̨̛͎̲͙̻̺̰̪̳̜͖͐͗̅̊͛̓̕͜͝s̵͔̀̌̂́̀̿̍̇́͊̔͗̐̕͝ ̸̧̢̛̗͖̥͍̙̗̹̳̊̐̿͂̉͐̔̓͠͝ͅį̸̛̼̭̞͈͉̤̻͍̻̝̝͖͒̔̽̔̑͆̏͗̊̿̇̈m̷̧̛̼͙͈̫͚̖̦͚͖̬̻̌̀̎̍͛̌͝͝ ̶̢̼̝͖̙͎̝̯̯̪͓̬̗̐͛̃͒̓̅͆̋̃̈̀a̶̢̧̝̹̰̅͐̍̓͜͜ͅ ̸̡͍̬͖̞̥̮̪͙̼̻̠̙͇̐̇͛͋́̾̆̐͒͗͗̍̈́̋͜͝g̸̺̭̟̾͒̍̊̌̈́̃̕o̶̢̫̼̘͎̹͑̇͆̐o̶̜̪̎̅̎̍̆̑ḓ̷̛̱͖̼̫̈͒̋͊̿̒͘ͅ ̵̼̠͉̞͉͂͊̿̿̔͆̿͛͑́͊̔̕ͅả̵̛̺̻̞̤̣̝̤͕̬́́̇͝͝p̴̢̢̛̰̣̫̺͍̜͛̈́̔̀̂͌̈́̉p̶͍̜̹̖̩̱͎̥̪̗̭̽̍r̶̲̦͈͚͓̩͔̘͍͍̥͑̽͘ͅë̸̫͈̹̩̬̟̮̜͚̫̘͔̱̮̥ṉ̷̡͚̜̣̼͓̤̭̬̳̺̥͔͒̌́̈́̏̓͌̔͗͗̈͘͜t̴̙̦͋̅͐̆̓͌̔̈́̈́̓͊͝ḯ̵̧̢̛͙̞̙̱̘͊̆͑͆č̴̡̫͖̪̭̝̜̘̜̼̻̙͙̿̄͜ȩ̵̨̧͚̣͍̭̼̞̙̠̍̈́͊͆̓ͅ ̸̢̨͍͎̜̖̦̜̬̹͖̝͆̾̆̎̏̿͆̌͊̇̋͘͘͝?̸̞̇̀ ̴͕̪̇ḇ̷̧̡͔̝̠̻͉̬̞̦̠̖͎͖̎̍͆̏̆r̸̨̢̠̹̗̱͕̪͕͎̭̹̀̓u̴̡͈̰̞̻̻̽̋̎ȉ̵̮̃͋̔͛̄̈́̎͂̐̕͠͝s̶̪̙͎̔̋̀͗̈̑̈́̽͝ȇ̷̘̗̫̰̦̩̹̲̙̝̗̟̳̭̃̅̄̈̋̄̏̾͋̃͘͝ș̵̛̬̓̉̈͗̀͐ ̷̤͉̳̇͌̓̊̃̓̏̎͝m̶̧̨̰͕͇̞̙̥͙͎̠̄̔̈́̀̂͊̈́͑̏̃̆̅̓̕͘ȩ̷̧̜͔̞̭̘̦͓̺̪̗̏ņ̸̦̤͖̲͉̜͈̺̖̥̟̈͌͑̋̓̋̆͜͝͠͝ș̶̛͚͉͆̈́̋͜ ̶̛̤̦̻̟̂͒͝s̶͍͎̼̮͎̠̭̗̲̻̫͚̗̓͌̅̒́͆̌̈͆̎̈́g̵̢̠̻̼̱̼̥̩̭̰̱͔̺͋̿̈͆́́̕o̷͓̫͔̣̹͕̍̿́̀̕͜͜d̷̼͚͋̾́̈́̇̀̇ ̸̨̎͋͑͐̚l̸̢̯̣͔̥̼̗̠̗̖̰̤̻̝̥͛͊͛̂̆̋̀̍͐̕̚͠͝͝r̴̺͓͈̘͑̍̉n̶͈̗͕̺͕̊̊̈́̋͜i̷̧̟̫̤͖̱̹̜̠̝̞͕͓̩̾͊́͐̽̉͜͝n̸̡̳͔̯͔͕͇̩̹̟̐̂͗̍͂̅́͊͌́͋́ͅģ̷͙̖̺͍͇̦̩̦̪̫̖̹́̎̅ͅ ̶̨̟̼̥̦͆̍̈̈́͗͑̓͗̊̊͘̚͝r̶̰̠͉͚̟̗̤̲̿͐̒̋̐̈́̀̾̇ì̸̧̡̧̱̼̳̮̝̯͇ḫ̶̢̨͇̱̤̮̞̰͚̝͖͍̈́̄̾̑̄̋̈́͆̄̈́͜͝t̸͓͎̮͇̘͈̤̍̉̎͂͛͗͑̇̏̾͛̀̈́ͅ


She can't concentrate on anything anymore. This god just holds so much thinking energy in her mind ! She hopes she'll get a good rest soon ! That even worries her good old sis, but she reassures her. Middle school is just so haaaard.

Lulial loves to watch the sea flow in her direction. She loves how it washes up her brain out with its sound.
She would love to become the bitchy girl in the highschool type of movies, because it seems so much more fun that being the idiotic protagonist. She actively trains every evening in front of her mirror and sometimes scares her sister for a good laugh.
For her 11-year-old birthday, she would love to have a huge notebook so she can start a seashells colection !

Her favorite food are éclairs à la vanille, and any raspberry food.
She used to be training a lot to take part in swimming competitions, so she has naturally large shoulders.

For my friend Necissa and her annoying but funny little sisters.
For my 12 year-old self. You'll get through it. You'll be fine for a moment anyways.
For Heloise, who lives near the beach, and my own past love for the sea!


Blessed be the children, each and every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence