Lady Ena / Miss Ena
FC: Starchasm Nyx
Delusion: Pyro
Weapon: Polearm
Nation: Shneznaya
Age: 24
Birthday: 4/16
Height: 154cmAbout
The Doctor's right hand woman, assisting him whenever he requires any extra hands on his missions. She is skilled both in fighting and in collecting intel. Her sharp wit allows her to gather your deepest secrets before you can even recognize what she has done, and she is agile in a way that makes her nearly impossible to catch. As such, her work is highly praised, not only by her boss but by the archon of ice herself. Such high praise, indeed, and Ena finds herself thinking she is above humanity because of it. She believes that the only ones who can best her are just those two, her boss and her god. Everyone else could live beneath her shoe, for all she cares. However, because she uses a delusion to harness her power, she proves to be as human as anyone else. It is deteriorationg her body, but she stays strong for the sake of her work.

TRIGGER WARNING, THIS STORY CONTAINS: Mentions of stubstance abuse, physical abuse, and verbal abuse. Murder. Suggested child experimentation.If any of the mentioned warnings are harmful to you, please stop reading this passage.

The name Erika Vivitsky was one she wished be forgotten by all. The child she once was, and the woman she became; she wanted them as far apart from one another as possible.In her childhood, Erika was quite well known throughout Snezhnaya, considering she was the heir to the highest clan of nobles. However, not everything was as it seemed. A seemingly balanced and well put together family was bound to break some day.Her father was nowhere to be found after leaving for a business trip in Inazuma; her mother would stumble home from the tavern late at night, screaming profane words at her precious young girl. Erika gradually learned to tune it out, but when her mother realized she was no longer receiving any sort of reaction, she threw the flower vase, which drew blood from Erika's left arm.Every day after that, it was still the same, but with each day becoming more difficult for Erika to withstand. She was seventeen when she finally decided to give her mother a taste of her own medicine."You never loved me, did you? Never never never never! In your own words: I'm a thorn in your side, I'm a burden, I shouldn't have been born! You will never be happy, will you? And you never loved me, right? Not even once, hm? No. I'm sick of it, and I'm sick of you, and I'm sick of me! If you want me gone so bad, then fine. You've won, and I'll leave."Before she could leave, however, she had just one more thing on her mind. It had crawled its way inside her mind with ease, at the very last second. And, Erika could not control her rising anger. Thus, the lady of the Vivitsky house ceased to exist, by her own daughter's hand, with the same vase she threw when the child was only ten.After realizing what she had done, though, Erika quickly understood her situation and fled the scene. A part of her, however, felt almost happy at what she did that woman.----------------------------------------------Weeks passed in the dreadful everlasting winter of Snezhnaya. All alone, she continued walking, with anywhere in mind. Anywhere far enough away from home. At one point, she was unable to manage her body's growing weakness and passed out in the snow.When she awoke, the atmosphere was far different. There was shelter around her, she knew that. But the stranger writing away at his desk, she knew nothing of him. Before she could speak, he did."Young Lady Vivitsky, you're awake now. I ran some tests. I hope you don't mind. I just found your predicament rather intriguing. It seems like your body was simply running on adrenaline for almost 3 weeks, and the exhaustion and lack of food or water supply caught up to you.""Who-?""The Doctor. Call me The Doctor, Lady Erika.""...Ena."For a brief moment, the sound of the quill moving across the paper stopped. The Doctor turned, though not confused as she had originally understood the pause to mean. He was smiling beneath his mask."So, then... Lady Ena, how would you like to be my assistant?"