Suzy_Skulls
Suzy Valarius. From a very very young age...she was forced to learn about death. She was once a normal girl, who had dolls and loved to dress up as a fairy pricness for halloween. However, one night she came home to a gruesome sight. Her mother, blood splattered across her clothes, standing over her fathers dead body. Her mother dind't say anything to her, she just laughed over and over, before stabbing herself in the chest with the knife, then the head as she fell. This event understandably changed Suzy's whole life...
She kept going to school, now under the care of her aunt, but instead of studying the given materials, the teachers would often find her reading books about...death. At first, they thought it was theraputic, and so they allowed it to continue...that is until the 'incident'.
The class gerbil, Senior Squeakers, had just passed away, and they were going to have a 'funeral' for the little guy...when suddenly Suzy began to chant...her eyes glowed a dark purple, and the little animal suddenly began to rise back to his feet, his dead form now under the command of Suzy. She was kicked out of school on that day, and abandoned by her aunt, who was frightened of her abnormal powers. However, Suzy didn't mind being alone. Because, now that she was alone, she could practice her newfound magic undisturbed~
She started small, going to a pet cemetary and raising the bodies of deceased animals, before moving up the line to humans, even deceased zoo animals were under her command. However, she felt she could be stronger...more powerful. She looked into it, and found a spell that would make her the supreme power in Necromancy. It was extremely risky, and failing it would mean her soul would be obliterated from exsistence...but she had nothing to loose. The first step was actually rather simple. All she had to do...was die.
Indeed, this spell had to be cast from the other side, from within the grip of death itself. And so, die she did. She craft a knife out of the bones of her dead parents, then ran the ivory blade across her throat, chanting softly as she fell to the ground, feeling her life fading away. And indeed, she was now dead....but she didn't stop chanting. Her lips kept moving, her blood forming around her into a magic circle, before turning to pure energy. Her body shifted, altered, changed. She had lost her humanity, and become a species all her own, simply called Necromancer. Her wound closed itself, and she stood, now feeling power beyond any she had felt before. She knew it then. Suzy Skulls had become the greatest Necromancer in the world~
((WIP but ready for play))