Light Fragment
Arassyl Nnyht
| Age | 18 years |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 5'5" |
| Weight | 121 ibs |
| Force Sensitive | She is Trained by Lyssara Experience and if the original get news experience, the double learned that's too |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
She could be said to be absolutely identical to the original, almost like a twin sister. She shares the same appearance, the same kind of reflection—in fact, she is her reflection. If the two of them were to dance symmetrically, it would be very difficult to tell the original apart.
Like the other, she has black hair and blue eyes, is the same height, has the same build, and even the same kind of bangs. She has everything identical, like an exact copy.
It's no wonder she could intentionally pass herself off as the original. The only thing that sets them apart is their aura one has a very dark aura, while the other has a very bright one. In fact, only someone sensitive to such things could easily tell which one is which.
Because my own aura is bright. That's the only real way to distinguish us, actually. Of course, clothing might help too like how I wear a Jedi robe, for example.
I'm also much less aggressive in the way I move and fight compared to the chaotic version of myself.
We could be considered twin sisters.
INVENTORY
-Lightsabers
-Blaster
-Foodbox
-Datapad
-Blue Hole Interceptor
-utilitary belt ( grappin hook, etc.)
-Jedi dress code
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
She could be said to be absolutely identical to the original, almost like a twin sister. She shares the same appearance, the same kind of reflection—in fact, she is her reflection. If the two of them were to dance symmetrically, it would be very difficult to tell the original apart.
Like the other, she has black hair and blue eyes, is the same height, has the same build, and even the same kind of bangs. She has everything identical, like an exact copy.
It's no wonder she could intentionally pass herself off as the original. The only thing that sets them apart is their aura one has a very dark aura, while the other has a very bright one. In fact, only someone sensitive to such things could easily tell which one is which.
Because my own aura is bright. That's the only real way to distinguish us, actually. Of course, clothing might help too like how I wear a Jedi robe, for example.
I'm also much less aggressive in the way I move and fight compared to the chaotic version of myself.
So yah, i come from Felucia too. I have her memory in my mind. And i guess that's the same for her.
We could be considered twin sisters. And like a mirror my name is Arassyl Nnyrht. Want to say Lyssara in reverse. I can exist by the duality concept of the force, light and darkness are interconnected.
STRENGTHS
Serenity: She exudes a soothing and radiant aura that inspires trust and calms those around her. Her composed and thoughtful demeanor contrasts sharply with the chaotic nature of her counterpart.
Self-Control: She demonstrates perfect mastery over her emotions and actions, whether in her movements or her combat style, which is always precise and non-aggressive.
WEAKNESSES
Vulnerability to Inner Opposition: The duality between light and darkness creates a constant tension within them. The light seeks peace and harmony, while the darkness dives into chaos and instability. This internal struggle can make Lyssara more susceptible to moments of doubt or confusion, which might prevent her from making clear decisions.
Mutual Dependence: Despite their opposition, light and darkness are deeply connected, almost interdependent. If one were to weaken or disappear, it could drastically unbalance the other. For example, if the dark double intensifies, it could affect the emotional and energetic stability of the luminous double, and vice versa. This connection makes them vulnerable to any disruption in their equilibrium. They will need to find a way to address this issue and become fully autonomous.
HISTORY
My birth is anything but ordinary: I am the result of a scientific experiment gone wrong. It all began in a sinister place, the Shadow Laboratory on Taspir III. At first, I was nothing more than a reflection a being meant to imitate, to copy, nothing more.
I saw my reflection on the other side of a special pane of glass, almost like a mirror, talking to me as if I were a person. She would tell me about her life, her frustrations, her ambitions. It was unbearable. I could feel a searing anger in her words, a visceral rage that kept growing. Meanwhile, I was learning to be her opposite. As she sank deeper into the darkness of her emotions, I found an odd serenity, a kind of inner peace that I had never sought but seemed inherent to me.
I was trapped in a simulation room, destined to be her perfect reflection. It all started when she decided to scan herself using advanced technology. She entered precise parameters to create a luminous counterpart of herself, as if she wanted to externalize a part of her being that she didn't understand or could no longer tolerate. Then, she launched the simulation, and that's how I took form.
In that simulated state, I mimicked her gestures, her movements, her expressions all of it, instinctively and involuntarily. But I also sensed her loneliness. Perhaps that was why she had created me, though she never said it aloud. Maybe she hoped to find some kind of solace in my existence.
Yet the more she experimented, the more her anger and despair grew. I could feel them every day, like a dark wave threatening to engulf me. And in response, I became increasingly calm, as though we were two opposing forces in an unstable balance.
Then, one day, everything changed.
She was playing with her lightsaber, as she often did to test the simulation. I held one too, of course, since I had to reflect her. She brought her saber too close to the glass, and, on my side, I instinctively did the same. But this time, something unexpected happened: our sabers began to spark, as if they were actually in contact.
The machine started to panic, emitting shrill alarm sounds. The glass the barrier between her and me cracked. And suddenly, the link forcing me to reflect her shattered. I was no longer just a simulation. I was real.
For the first time, I crossed the mirror.
She was frozen, perplexed, almost traumatized by what had just happened. I didn't say anything. At that moment, I knew my freedom depended on my speed. The lab's alarms were blaring. Amidst the chaos, I slipped out of the laboratory.
Before leaving, I made sure to steal her ship, the one she kept on Felucia. Thanks to our identical DNA, the security systems didn't suspect a thing. The fingerprint scanners treated me as if I were her, granting me total access to her installations and credentials.
I knew I didn't want to stay confined in that cold, oppressive laboratory as an experiment subject. But I also knew I couldn't simply run from her forever. My purpose is clear now: I must bring her back to the light.
I want to show her what serenity, peace, and the light can offer her. But it won't be simple, for I am everything she is not. If her rage continues to grow, if her darkness deepens, then my own light will face its greatest challenge. And in this struggle, we could both lose far more than our identities.
I am the result of her reckless experiments, but I am also more than that. I am the embodiment of everything she has rejected, and it is my duty to help her find herself again or to stop her, if she falls too far into the darkness.
I am basically her reflection, I act like a mirror with her, we are so close that I could feel what she sent, a bit like a voodoo doll. This has its advantages but also its disadvantages. If she dies I might die too
I need to find a way to either merge us completely or make us independent for good.
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