NAME: ether ylgr
ALIAS: grim reaper
GENDER: female
AGE: nineteen
SPECIES: demi-beastman
SEXUALITY: bisexual
GUILD: sabertooth
GUILD MARK: right thigh
CLASS: c-class



HEIGHT: 5'1'' - 154 cm
WEIGHT: 95 lbs - 43 kg
EYE COLOR: nova
HAIR COLOR: pepermint
SKIN COLOR: pale
BUILD: lithe
ABNORMALITIES: sheep horns, sheep ears
FACE CLAIM NAME: sheep-senpai
FACE CLAIM SERIES: original

Being a hybrid, she shares traits belonging to both human and beastman. The one thing someone would notice first about Ether would be her ivory horns, looking identical to a sheep’s. This similarity is something that pops up once more when one takes a look at her ears, long and pointed while having every inch covered in fur. While it’s not visible her hair isn’t simply just hair, but woolly in texture. It isn’t a surprise that her father was a beastman of the aries branch. The rest of her body however looks identical to a human’s, relatively normal in term of height her pale skin has a few scars here and there as a result of her master’s gruelling training but nothing that takes away from the Ether’s womanly appeal.

Clothing choices of hers tend to be what she can freely move in, as fights are a common occurrence in and outside of a job. Due to that it’s a rarity that you would see her in a dress or a long skirt, despite that she does often seem to wear baggy clothing a lot, things such as oversized shirts with shorts are a commonly worn. She doesn’t have any preferred colours when it comes to her attire, but does find that vibrant tones of pink and orange don’t really fit her tastes






If there’s something to say about Ether, it would be that she’s a hard worker. She’s the type of person that just doesn’t feel right being idle, as it always gets to her just like a fly flying in one ear. It’s the reason why she’s always seen snagging a mission to do and it’s the same reason why she is always seen with bags under her eyes, as sleep isn’t something that she spends a lot of time on. While being productive is a good thing it isn’t the best when it comes to her personality, often acting grumpy all the time and is prone to snapping at people if agitated. Hell, if you wrong her there’s a high chance that she would pay you back tenfold. This often leads others to believe she’s the anti-social type while the truth is that she doesn’t mind having a chat and getting dead drunk with friends.

Her bad habits of overworking and excessive amount of drinking and smoking is just a means for her to take her mind off her issues, things that she had a lot of. Ether is a person who is very in-tune with the emotions of others and thus whenever something bad happens to someone that she knows she takes it very personally, or if a mission goes wrong she takes it out on herself even if it wasn’t necessarily her own fault. It’s because she expect a lot from herself, something of a sense of pride you could say so whenever something isn’t just perfect the only way to fix it is to refine herself further to stop it from happening the next time.

Trained by a god, she certainly is someone who doesn’t fear anything and would gladly jump into a danger without any questions asked. She may not be the smartest one around but her instincts are top-notch which tends to be enough to get the job done. But as she’s overconfident in her abilities that can often be her downfall if she takes more than what she can actually chew, while the option of fleeing is the last thing that’s on her mind. Not to mention she has a tendency of being clumsy as a result of her fatigue which is another problem entirely.







It all started with the meeting of a beastman and a human. Beastmen were a scattered race, the humans weren’t ones that were normally kind to those that weren’t their own kind and the rumors that beastmen were of the same like as demons didn't help one bit. It didn’t mean that you wouldn’t see them in a town, but it was something quite rare. That’s why it was even more of a surprise that there was a beastman scholar whom spent his life travelling the world, recording all of the sights he saw as artwork. With his travels he had seen many things, tales that people wouldn’t even believe despite the existence of magic.

But despite all of that nothing compared to the moment where he saved a woman that he could only describe as having a visage of an angel from the dangers of the wild. A rescue turned into a dinner, a chat turned into a date. What was simply just a spark blossomed into love, despite the differences in the two race and the history of hate their ancestors shared. In a matter of a year a child was born between the two of them, a child that was crowned the name Ether.

Being birthed into a family that was purely full of love meant for the best of childhood, the parents loved their child and the same love was returned to the both of them. But that didn’t mean that there weren’t any issues, as others whom came to learn of the couple didn’t view their relationship in a positive light. “How dare that woman be with a spawn of a demon.” “Did you hear? They even have a child too that looks like a freak of nature.” It didn’t take that long for a group of these people to act on their vicious impulses bringing a mob to the home of the family with their intentions being quite grim.



The mob attacked, the sight wasn’t something that was pretty. At first the couple attempted to talk with them but that didn’t halt them, when the father chose to protect his family allowing for them to run. Ether was at the age of eight so their pace wasn’t as quick as it needed to be to evade the pursuers and soon enough they caught up, striking the back of a mother with a blade. All that was left was the terrified and most likely emotionally scarred child, it was clear that the same fate was going to befall her. At least it would’ve if there wasn’t intervention.

It seemed like time had frozen with the sound of footsteps, an elegant man- no, woman had walked into the scene with a solemn placed on her facial features. With a flick of her hand she annihilated the aggressors, not even leaving a single strand of their hair. And then snow-haired woman approached the girl, picking her up and instantly vanishing from sight. When Ether had awoke, she was in a new location, what looked like a shrine surrounded by mountainous region, there perched upon an altar was the snow-haired woman staring down at her. “So, the child of beast and man has awoken. We have much to discuss.”

“I go by many names. The ferryman, the link between this and the beyond or though some just prefer to call me the goddess of death. But you, young mortal shall refer to me as Scáthach.”

The god explained to the child the situation that had befallen her, not caring to scoot over the even gruesome parts of the tale. When asked why she had saved her, the god merely said that she was repaying Ether’s father a favour and didn’t go into full detail about that part but a blush made it evident there was something a bit more than that to the tale. Then the gods gave Ether two options, to be thrown back to where she was whisked from and fend for her or to go through trial and tribulation in the chance of getting stronger. While it was her choice there only seemed like one right answer, after all she didn’t want to feel this pain ever again.



The trials were nothing short of hellish, though there were a means for Ether to gradually get stronger one wouldn’t even think that it was doable for an ordinary person let alone a child. Scáthach on the other hands seemed to enjoy this, finding the young girl’s struggles to be some sort of entertainment from her normal state of boredom; it would be an understatement to refer to the god as a sadist. Yet the girl endured the years of torment and eventually came on top later a new person and most importantly granted the powers of the god. Once her goal was finally achieved without any hesitation the goddess gave the girl the boot, seeing that her favour was repaid in full. While Ether felt sadness from finally departing from her teacher deep down she actually felt relieved from parting for her devil-in-disguise mentor.

Ether began her travels trying to find a purpose for herself, almost alike the travels she heard about from her father when he was still alive. She could notice that in towns there were often more than not corruption, people with ill intentions more often than not being directed to people that were too weak to protect themselves. So she would normally deal with that, taking up task to help such people and slay the people that she deemed as bad. In order to boost her efficiency she even came to join a guild that she felt were more aligned to her goals while also not seeming to have anything against her appearance.

It’s been a few years since then; her actions have garnered her infamy alongside the alias of “grim reaper” although she doesn’t quite like being stuck with such a negative title.





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NAME: ghost god slayer
TYPE: lost magic
RANK: c-rank
DESCRIPTION: Slayer magic is commonly developed to combat foes of a specific race, utilizing their own abilities against them. In the case of a Ghost God Slayer it is the same, employing the powers that are unique to god and goddess whom have influence over people’s souls, the essence of their life. A user of this magic such as Ether is able to generate and manipulate souls with her power. It is also possible for her to consume the souls of others in order to recover her own magic power should an opportunity such as that arises. Truly, it makes one closer to the ones that govern the realm of the dead.

DRAWBACKS: Dabbling in magic such as this always comes with a cost, using that magic that is bound to the gods changes a person dramatically. With every use it slowly chips away at a user personality, warping one into a corrupt version of what they currently are. Emotions would slowly be chipped away piece by piece. In the case of Ether, she’ll stray from her moral compass alongside losing her sense of empathy, gradually turning into the kind of person that she hates most. Her appearance will also start to share similar features to Scáthach. Other than that she suffers from the normal weaknesses associated with magic.

SPELLS:

NAME: ghost god's bellow
TYPE: offensive
RANK: c-rank
MODS: damage over time, knockback
DESCRIPTION: A spell that’s initiated by Ether inhaling air, once mouth full she would then exhale it towards a foe at the same as shouting out the name of her spell. A magic circle would appear around the entrance of her mouth, as the air that flows through the circle would dramatically change. The once pure air morphs into what one can only describe as a glimpse of the underworld, a stream corrupted purple and black gusts with ghostly head spiralling around wailing in despair that has a range of fifteen meters.

If one was hit by the attack, not only would they receive initial damage and be blown off back fifteen meters away, they would also be cursed by spirits of the dead, causing them continuous damage to their soul unless the effect is somehow dealt with such as being cleansed. D-rank damage for four posts, adding up to 2 C-rank damage overall.


NAME: invocation
TYPE: support
RANK: c-rank
MODS: area of Effect, affliction (visible)
DESCRIPTION: For this magic to be used, one of two criteria has to be met. There has to either be someone within fifteen meters of the caster or this has to be the location where someone has died within a past week. Ether would proceed to press her hands together in prayer, reciting the name of this spell. Upon being successful a magic circle would be generated beneath her feet, she at the centre as the air around her would glow giving the atmosphere a faint misty feeling. The souls of the ones that are in the range would grow visible, whether they are alive or dead afflicting all with the affliction “visible”. Afflictions last 3 posts.

In the case of the dead their souls would be visible as a blue will-o-wisp, however if they were a strong being before their death they may manifest in an intangible form with their features in-tact. They would be able to talk, allowing it to be possible to communicate with them. As these ghost weren’t created by her magic, merely made visible it is also possible for Ether to consume them, provided she has a reason to do so.

In the case of those alive, there would just be a glow around their body with a color that depends on the person’s magic/persona. This glow isn't purely cosmetic, as it allows Ether to sense the location of a person while the affliction lasts. If someone is using a spell that conceals themselves/makes them undetectable that’s a rank higher than this one they would be unaffected by this spell.


NAME: ghost god's haunting
TYPE: support / defense
RANK: c-rank
MODS: flight, incorporeal
DESCRIPTION: Reciting the name of the spell would cause a magic circle to appear around Ether’s feet, before her body would gradually become semi opaque. While in this state, she’s capable of levitating in the air and finds it possible to phase through matter just like a ghost, all while still being capable of using her spells but after doing so would immediately cause this spell to come to a halt. However as matter cannot interact with her, the same applies to her being unable to interact with matter. This also isn’t invulnerable, magic whether it is a spell or an augmented item can still affect her, only phasing through non-magical matter. Since most people and creatures hold magic this would also mean that she can be brought into a physical confrontation. This can last up to a maximum of 3 post before it ends.


NAME: ghost god's achlys
TYPE: offensive
RANK: c-rank
MODS: overcharge
DESCRIPTION: Once Ether has spoken the name of the spell, she would stretch her arm out to the skies as a magical circle would appear surrounding her palm. Screeching souls of beings Ether has devoured in her past escape from her hand, swirling and merging together to make the form of a large scythe twice her size and purely made out of ghosts. This black and purple scythe that oozes the sensation of dread is held and immediately swung in a direction to deliver a destructive strike towards an enemy. B-Rank damage caused by the effects of overcharge.