My name is Reyna Lumanis. I have dyed black hair with red streaks. I wear goth clothes, ruffled black and white skirts. I carry an assortment of knives with walnut handles. I used to be a mothgirl until my father ripped the wings from my back when I was 12. Don't ask me what I like because you will not get an answer. Suffice it to say, it's nothing. The world is a cruel and harsh place, and if that's what it takes to survive in it, then so be it. I hate that the world is a harsh and cruel place.