ester

✦ ...nostalgia has the taste of regret and melancholy.

You hesitated.

And that was just it-- you hesitated. You never hesitate, and you wouldn't have faltered in snapping the man's neck if it wasn't for the strange sensations you felt at the very depths of your core. Immediately, this foreign feeling had you trying to run diagnostics, because something was quite obviously wrong-- something was impeding your ability to complete your mission.

Your body wasn't injured, and you could detect no internal injuries with your PSI. You couldn't sense the presence of any other espers within a hundred mile radius... and you certainly weren't facing an enemy stronger than yourself-- that, you were certain of. ...You were at a loss.

Unable to pinpoint the source of discrepancy, you lifted your eyes back up towards the man that stood across from you.

That's when you noticed... he seemed to be wearing an expression wholly unknown to you. It was one that made your insides wrench, one that was vastly different from the usual, fear-filled expressions of someone about to be killed. In fact, the longer you looked at him, the more you felt the sensation from earlier begin to twist into a knotting pain.

The feeling was excruciating and so overwhelming that you had just barely noticed the man managing to let out a small cry, though cracked and strained.

"...Ester? Is that you...?"

Why was it that you chose to answer to that name, despite it not being yours?

...when i look at you, i feel sensations i thought long dead. ✦

Ester had been "spirited away" to a strange dimension when she was a child, and it was here that Ester developed her physical and psychic abilities in order to survive. The place was something of a mirror world to the world she once knew, but instead empty and filled with demons. It was a place beyond comprehension, and everything in the realm was out to kill the poor child. Normally, a child like her would have died in the realm, but she desperately clung onto life like a weed, forced to discard her emotions and sanity in order to survive.

It also seemed like her entire existence had been erased from society after she got spirited away. Her family had no recollection of Ester, and there were no records of her in the city's books. The only evidence that she lived were in the memories of two young children who swore they had just been exploring the city with her in tow. Sixteen years later, Ester reappeared in the real world.

✦ ...who are you to me?

✦ themes -- every part of my existence feels like a fever dream; spirited away in but a moment; don't look at me, i've become a monster.

✦ Has nosebleeds very often because of her psychic powers. at this point it doesn't even bother her anymore, and she usually leaves it there.
✦ She doesn't have a name, aside from her birth name which she doesn't actually remember. The underworld doesn't have give names to hitmen as it leaves a lot less evidence for people to find.
✦ Her skin is icy cold and her body doesn't function normally anymore-- she's almost like a walking corpse.

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