Word Count: 100
She had come to this Planet in search of war, to further her journey of cleansing the cosmos of those unworthy to share it.
It had met her with a frantic resistance, and she could not recall what it had done to her. Her spirit was all but destroyed, and she had known only cold.
Now, these creatures keep her bound in stagnant spirits. They mutilate her form, slicing into her and scattering her essence to where she can barely sense it. The pain is physical, foreign – and terrifying.
She no longer desires war. Jenova aches only for freedom.