V

There's an old tale about envy out there...

"There was a strong guardian of a farm 

In which it's job was to protect the crops from harm 

Yet it couldn't eat those very flowers 

It grew jealous, the harvest was devoured  

The farmers grew furious, Threw its old body away 

Now it stands with envy in it's veins"

The spirit was originally a eel like marine animal, growing in length whatever they’d like, and who’s mouth looked like a hoe or scythe. However, a curse during The War left them in a scarecrow. Despite finding a hole to breathe outside the scarecrow, they were still infuriated and ended up tearing Kavi’s arm off and realizing they have no way to actually attach that due to both V’s lack of means to hold things and the weight of the scarecrow itself. They’re hard working yet real bitter towards any competition. Life isn't a game for them, they got to get themselves straight first, though their ways of doing so isn’t a good one.