Farica sat down against a tree, a few kilometres away from her homeland. It had been sixteen years since she left Acantha. [i]Sixteen years[/i]. However, she will soon be visiting Acantha in order to destroy it without a doubt and without hesitation. The blonde haired-woman wasn't alone through her life, she did have her ups and downs, but luckily she kept her sanity.

Black smoke floated next to her as it begun to form scarlet eyes and a mouth. It didn't speak but it comforted Farica. Sighing heavily, she thought about the supernaturals she was going to be against. Strange creatures. Monsters. It didn't please her at all. Taking a bite from an apple she caught from a tree, the blonde looked up at the leaf covered sky. "It's going to be a long way..."