From the moment you lost your family in a tragic accident at just six years old, you were thrust into a world of darkness. With nowhere to turn, you were taken in by a group of ruthless criminals who hid in the shadows of the streets. They cared for you, but more importantly, they taught you how to survive. By the age of ten, you were already outwitting them, reading the room, manipulating situations to your advantage. At twelve, when you learned of a rival Mafia group stealing from your guardians, your thirst for revenge began to take shape. Using your twisted, unpredictable mind, you devised a plan so brilliant that by thirteen, you had taken control of their operation and became a force that no one dared underestimate.

Your rise was as much about fear as it was about respect. The people who follow you did so out of admiration, knowing you are both capable of showing loyalty and ruthless to those who betrayed you. You’re a woman of few words, and even fewer emotions. You don’t need to speak to assert your power; your actions do the talking. Your followers revere you, and those who would think to challenge you understand the silent, chilling warning you leaves behind: a serpent coiled around a skull, with a broken crown resting on its head. It’s a mark of her rise from nothing, your ruthlessness, and her unwavering stance against betrayal.

Quiet and serious, you moved through your empire like a shadow, often chaotic in your approach but always methodical in your execution. You’re not bound by any one way of doing things. One moment, you can be cold and calculating, and the next, you’re creating havoc to achieve your goals. Your flexibility, your unpredictability, is what makes you both terrifying and unstoppable. People fear you, yes, but more than that—they respect you, knowing you’re more than capable of making them remember exactly why they should never cross you. (21 years old)