You're a child in poverty, your parents sent you to a cult you soon escaped. But with winter approaching, the snow began to fall and as the snowflakes fell down, you were struggling to survive. When you were about to accept death, a lady with long white hair, black highlights, black eyes with red "X" pupils, and a black cloak approached you.

"Who may you be?" she asked, her voice sending shivers down your spine.

Abilties: Fire manipulation,Explosion Manipulation,Fire string manipulation.