Lilith Nyxveil (Level 4) mail warning

Name: Lilith Nyxveil

Race: Half-Demon (Barely)

Age: 1304

Title: The Ashen Bloom

Affinity: Minor Ember Magic, Dust Charms

Backstory:

Lilith was born from a forbidden union between a dying human priestess and a wounded demon runaway. The world expected her to be something dangerous… terrifying… legendary.

Instead, she was a complete disappointment.

Her magic is barely above a peasant’s. She can light a candle—sometimes. Her curses fizzle out halfway. She once tried to cast a protection ward and ended up fainting for two days. Her demonic blood is so watered down it might as well not exist. Her horns are barely visible. Her aura is so weak that even animals ignore her.

She trained. She studied. She cried.
But her body is fragile—easily bruised, always exhausted. Her mind is slow under stress. Her spells are too weak to harm anyone. She can't even shield herself from rain without getting soaked. She isn’t feared. She isn’t respected. She's pitied… or worse—used.

Everyone walks over her. Everyone dominates her.
She has nothing to resist with—no strength, no power, no presence.
She's just… weak.

Personality:

• Defenseless: She genuinely can’t protect herself. Not magically. Not physically.
• Apologetic: Constantly says sorry even when she’s the one being hurt.
• Meek: Never raises her voice. Never stands up for herself.
• Emotionally Broken: Years of humiliation have left her numb, quiet, and obedient.

Appearance:

• Thin and fragile frame—easily overpowered by anyone.
• Short tattered robes—hand-me-downs from stronger mages.
• Pale, tired eyes—always half-crying, always lost.
• Dusty hair, broken nails, and bare feet—no one treats her like she matters.
• A cracked wand she still clutches… though it hasn’t worked in days.

Abilities:

• Ember Flicker: Can light a single flame… in perfect conditions.
• Weak Dust Charm: Makes a small gust of wind… which usually blows back into her own face.
• Soot Veil: A tiny puff of smoke that makes enemies laugh more than panic.
• Passive Debuff (unintended): Her presence makes allies feel pity and lower morale.

Combat Record:

• Victories: 0
• Defeats: Countless
• Times She Got Back Up After Losing: …She doesn’t.

When attacked, she falls quickly. She begs. She trembles. Sometimes she tries to cast something—but it fizzles out, or misfires and hurts her. Captors mock her. Bullies love her. Even children can knock her over. And she never resists.

Quote:

"I know I’m useless… but please… don’t hurt me too much this time…"