Jizabel Shinigami
Legacy Name: Jizabel Shinigami

Mew

Mother May I

Ese had everything a woman could possibly want in the year 2222 - Fame, wealth and power, and most of all, immortality which comes with an everlasting beauty. Qualities which many would easily trade off even their most loved ones for.

But yet, there was still one thing Ese longed for. She longed for someone to share her riches with. Someone to hold and care for. Someone to even perhaps love. And not another one of those foolish, worthless imbeciles known as man. Ese wanted a child. Her very own spitting image. Someone almost with beauty and qualities as undeniably enchanting as herself. Someone almost quintessential yet tainted with an looming darkness - just like herself.

So in the year 2223, Ese became the mother of a daughter. She was generated from a series of complex genetic modifications and reconstructive orders. She was perfect, as the human eye would perceive, to the least, she was the prime example of a perfect human being. Ese was proud. Her daughter was everything she'd wanted her to be --

As an infant, Jizabel had a cruel demeanor. She had cold icy blue eyes, pale skin and fair blonde hair, features one may perceive as sickly, yet she had an undeniable beauty and a glow of superiority and power -- unnatural features for an infant, a sinless being, a blank page. Yet, sometimes she'd look a little forgiving, a little kind. but that was only sometimes -- enough that Ese didn't notice.

As a toddler, Jizabel was feared by other children. It must have been her unnatural features, her cold glare, instinctively labeling her as 'Dangerous' to the others. She had no true friends, just a bunch of mortal children who obeyed her unfailingly. Ese was proud of her daughter's superiority and coldness. Too proud to notice that Jizabel had kindness and sympathy emanating somewhere in her heart.

Ese's judgement had been clouded by pride, she was ignorant to the fact that as Jizabel grew, her features softened, and her beauty became increasingly genuine. Ese tried ignoring what her eyes saw. She seeked assurance on the care, time and profession it had taken to generate the sophisticated DNA codes that Jizabel had been resurrected from -- there could not have been any mistakes, Jizabel was just as cold as she was born to be. But as Ese progressed aging, ignorance became difficult, watching her daughter betray her was unbearable. Ese seeked a hostile sort of perfection in her daughter -- it was her dream. Her daughter had failed her and failiure was unacceptable. It was clear by the time Jizabel was 13, she'd developed an unacceptable kindness, a heart of gold. So Ese locked her away in a dungeon deep underground in the year 2236.

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2240
Jizabel had sucked out all the forgiveness and patience that was left in Ese. Hate was all that remained. Ese could no longer bear the presence of doe-eyed girl.

It was time to destroy her. Jizabel -- who was now branded as Prototype H3114. Her body was to be solidified and preserved -- her seductive curves making her a perfect addition to Ese's wide collection of sculptures.

That was the final solution.

Was.

The hatred and greed that bloomed in Ese's tainted heart had consumed her. She'd been too proud, too loathing to realize that time had finally made its verdict -- Eating away at Ese's beautiful vessel. The vessel which had once housed a good, a once kind and caring soul, had started to crumble like stale bread, wary and unable to cope with such deadly desires. Ese was no match for time, who picked destiny.