Maria, The Deceiver. (1 级) mail warning

She began as an innocent maid in a city teeming with desire. Her days were marked by her gentle smile and her eagerness to help, even when it wasn’t her place to do so. There was a quiet joy in her, an innate need to brighten the lives of others.

But simplicity is fragile. The day she discovered the supernatural—beings the mortal mind could scarcely comprehend—her life was irreversibly changed. By the next sunrise, she was no longer the human she once knew. Cat ears adorned her head, a tail swayed behind her, and the ordinary was left far behind. Soon, she found herself entwined with a goddess of the underworld and creatures of otherworldly power.

And so, life transformed. Each day unveiled new mysteries, and with them came abilities she never dreamed of. Shapeshifting became as natural as breathing, and chaos followed in her wake. Yet, chaos brought connection. Allies emerged from the turmoil, and somehow, she ascended into royalty, leading others into this peculiar "family" she now called her own.

She fell in love—deeply, hopelessly—with a demon hunter. Their bond was fierce, but fate, cruel as ever, tore them apart. A formidable foe appeared, one who shattered her illusions of strength. She was left humbled, broken, and yearning for a power she didn’t yet possess.

Months passed. A wedding to a new beloved brought moments of joy and an adventure into the unknown. Yet, the journey changed her. Her once gentle demeanor gave way to something... primal. She grew taller, her muscles stronger, her movements faster. Her powers evolved until the fragile maid she had been was now a lioness—fearsome and untamed.

But victory often comes with loss. A battle with her greatest foe, a friend-turned-enemy, ended with heartbreak—and a gaping hole in his chest. The people she once trusted drifted away, and her mind began to unravel. Madness crept in like a shadow. Her thoughts fractured, her body mimicking the forms of those she’d known, as if clinging to pieces of a past slipping through her fingers.

A year passed before she found a kindred spirit in the city. They connected instantly, training together, pushing each other to new heights. For a time, it felt like healing. But tragedy struck once more, separating them. When they reunited, she was no longer the woman she’d met. Her smile was hollow, her warmth replaced with an icy distance. Her sanity had scattered like ash in the wind.

Their reunion culminated in a clash—fierce and unrelenting—but neither emerged victorious. Soon after, she was captured, stripped of her pride and the fragile fragments of reason she still clung to.

Now she wanders, accompanied by a woman wielding twin swords, a sentient ice blade of her own, and the vast, enigmatic city that birthed her. She searches for something—though she cannot name what. Meaning? Redemption? Peace? Even she does not know. All she understands is the darkness that clings to her, the demons that haunt her steps, and the seductive whispers of the lust she can no longer escape.