Aphenia Marine De Raisar, formerly known as Aphenia Rudimentum. A young girl of 11 years in age and with a history that most men never experience before they kick the bucket. Her entire life has revolved around the survival of this innocent-minded girl. Why is her story important? It’s not, or at least more than likely not to you, however it is to her.
Aphenia was born in the small kingdom of Arcadia, being birthed by a peasant girl of 14 in age. Her father was not a part of her life, except for one instance when he demanded that her mother either kill Aphenia(who was 1 at the time) or move out of the country. It’s obvious what the choice was. The sperm “donor” got away with this due to the fact the he was a nobleman of a sorts and the young girl’s mother had begged for support.
Four years from that time(So she is now 5), her birthday, Aphenia received a crest of her father’s family; her mother had stolen and kept it before Affie was born. Her mother could barely afford much for her and the little girl, getting enough for food, clothing, shelter, and books so that Aphenia may have an education. At this time in her life, the young Tempest had a caring and good mother.
At this point in life, Aphenia had begun to practice magic, creating small sweets or altering them. She was basically just doing parlor tricks with them; she could only do but so much. Then by chance she found something lying against a tree in the woods; a staff with a wing-shape on top of it. This staff was made of wood and painted gold.
She took it without a second thought. The wand seemed to amplify the girl’s magical abilities, considering she began doing so much more with her magic as soon as she acquired it. It amazed her, she could now duplicate candy! Aphenia only used her newly-found excess of power for childish tricks, all of them involving candy.
Let’s skip ahead again; she is now seven years old. Aphenia’s mother’s attitude has taken a mudslide over the recent year. The poor child of Esper could never seem to please her mother; beatings became an everyday thing and seemed to come along more often than food. She rarely ate, only receiving enough to get by. Aphenia never got an “I love you” anymore, everything had become “I hate you!” or “I should have chosen to kill you, damn brat!”
Bruised and malnourished, Aphenia’s body began to fail on her. She had close calls with death almost weekly, sickness almost besting her out of her right to live. Her mother, desperate for money, attempted to sell the young girl on the streets, trying to prostitute her to any man who wanted her. There were two men who asked for this service, paying a small amount for the night and wishing to take Aphenia to a hotel. For the safety of her investment, Aphenia’s mother came with them to a hotel room. Though, it seemed more like she wished to see the expression as Aphenia suffered and hopefully died.
Her mind was weak at this time, so Aphenia just tagged along, unaware of the intentions that awaited her. She laid on the bed as the men began to attempt unspeakable things to her. It made her mother smile and laugh. Everything hurt physically and mentally, with Aphenia almost willing to accept death now. But the laughter as she cried, as she was vandalized, as she was hurting and dying made her snap. Why would a mother allow this and enjoy seeing it? What had Aphenia even done to deserve this? That was enough to fight back for once. It was enough to make the girl realize that she deserved none of this treatment.
Aphenia had her staff, which was all she needed to end this suffering. The magic circuit made with her emotions and the already-existent magic within the want created a surge of energy within the girl. She yelled “Stop!”, finally having energy to verbally protest and do much more. The arcane energies were visible to the naked eye. She quickly thrusts the base of the staff between her and one of the men violating her. Blood splashing onto her body as a pink blade made of candy shot through the pervert, and then a spray of blood went around as she forced it to slice out of his body. He was dead almost instantly.
She wasted no time, quickly using the sugary blood on the other man’s neck. All that was left was her mother, who seemed to think Aphenia would spare her. Her mother wept and pleaded for her life, using generic excuses that were blatant lies. Aphenia took pleasure thrusting the blade into the woman, stabbing her several times, even after her mother had been confirmed dead by her. Little is known, nor remembered, of what had conspired for the remainder of this night. What is known is that the staff wasn’t with Aphenia when she awoke and that she was in a city far from the hotel. At least she was free.
Aphenia, now age eight, joins the “Panda Hero” gang as a carrier so that she may have some sort of support for survival. She enjoyed this family, not being too close with members individually, but it was a nice change from her mother or being alone.
In the year that led to this, her wounds had healed and she has managed to become chirpish and innocent-minded yet again. Her body remains frail to this day; she will not live much more past her 20’s.
Present day(Aphenia is now eleven), she is still a member of Panda Hero and chooses to stay at her low rank. However, she has become aware of an amazing detail. Her father felt remorse for abandoning her and he had made one of his sons try to find her while on another mission. Aphenia met her half-brother at a café with a girl who is an adopted sister. Her father is a king and wishes to have her in his family’s life.
Aphenia’s life has now started anew, and she loves being with all of her siblings. She now has too “families” that care for and/or support her needs. This is also where her background ends. Thank you for reading if anyone did. <3
