Striker__V

The crossbreed of a ferret demi-human and a Dragon, Striker lives a relatively normal life. She studied and trained, preparing to live up to her parent's legacies. That was, until her entire universe was sucked into the Void. After drifting for an unknown amount of time through the endless Void, it began ripping her body apart. Transforming her into a monster as she fought harder and harder against its influence. After losing to the Void, she invaded a different universe where she did unspeakable things until she was finally defeated and freed from the Void's control. However, her unstable body had to be put back in the Void or risk her being lost forever. Once in the Void again, she was finally able to speak to the Will of the Void directly, and instead of fighting it, she embraced the Void and its gifts. It remade her, and she was able to return to the Universe she once sought to destroy in order to right the wrongs she had committed. Though once there, she felt nothing but a growing disgust. Discrimination, hatred, and constant conflict. Slowly, her optimism turned to disdain. Yet she felt no anger. No hatred. Only pity. The lesser creatures worked so hard only to undo themselves. She'd fix them. Dragons were the mightiest of all creatures, and she was more than any Dragon now. So, she would conquer and destroy. She would cleanse. She began to fix the world slowly and meticulously from the shadows at first. Slowly building her influence and power until she could act. More power meant making deals. Deals with mysterious, other worldly creatures, like the Stranger who promised her untold power. All she had to do was sign a deal. Through some choice wording, she changed the agreement to benefit her and once she signed, her eye burned as it was replaced by an eye with a magic circle in it. Unlimited power coursed through her now, and the only downside was that it was reliant on her emotions to access these powers. Finally having the raw power and once most of the world sat comfortable in her pockets, it was time to work. She began by replacing those in charge. Removing the corruption, by force if needed. Eventually, she succeeded. Carefully spinning her web, she was now the one in Master. Whether they knew it or not, they were all puppets on her strings. Those she could not control, she removed. Finally, everything was fixed. Everything was better. But something was missing. Alone, she realized her goals being met left her hollow. The world fixed, but her heart was not. She reached out and the Void answered. Not the Will of the Void, however. Those who lived as part of the Void like her. Allies and enemies of the Void as well, but in her eyes, they were all like her. Outcasts. Fallen. In need of friends. She was not alone anymore. Not only that, but each had a world to help fix. She would fix them all. But why stop there? If she could spread her influence everywhere, why shouldn't she? Perhaps, she would find new friends and new worlds by putting herself out there. She would be a mother to those who needed one, a leader for those looking for one, and an agent of karma for those who deserved one.