Midnight

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## Characteristics

### Weapon Type

Chain Reaction Weapon* Baton of the Untitled
* Rapier of the Lumina
* Crescent Scythes

### Abilities

* Celestial Judgement
* Revival (Currently disabled)

## MetaData

### Artist(s)

* MidnightOMoon
* b.srz

### Vibe Playlist

https://youtu.be/G7KGRMlIxyE

Midnight, the Eventide, is the guardian of the Lunar Celestial of a distant alternate reality. Hand selected to represent him on the frontlines, she was brought to the prime timeline on a mission of the upmost importance by the Celestial Council. Even in these new strange new lands, she stays true to her code of conduct: to serve and protect.

## Lore

The hand-selected guardian of the Lunar Celestial, Midnight is a bard hailing from a far off alternate reality. After many trials and tests, Midnight emerged from the rigorous training from amongst hundreds as the sole one capable of handling tasks for the Lunar Celestial. As per her new found position, she was sent off on many adventures and quests across the Grand Design via the Galactic Intersection, in service of her superiors.

Always guided to guard and protect others, and heralded as an exemplary agent of the Celestials. Her undying loyalty, despite being absolutely stellar, was something many of her peers had concerns of: that she would be forced to lay down her arms in the never ending pursuit of her goals. This sentiment echoed true when the Celestial Council dispatched on a new mission. As the Arklight's shattering was felt across all of existence, this timeline was no exception. The structure of the very fabrics which held the tapestry of the universes together had begun to unwind: and thus Midnight had a new goal. The Celestial Council immediately dispatched their greatest guardian to tend to the situation.

With a steadfast determination unmatched, she headed off into the portal to complete her mission. But perhaps her loyalty made her blind to the greater picture, for this mission wasn't one that she wasn't perhaps ready to face. Emerging from her portal on the top of a cliff, she looked around the strange new lands. Admist the amethyst night sky, flora and fauna unlike anything she had seen on her various missions, a material plane so vast with a never-ending horizon. Taking all the sights in, she took a breath, readying herself for the mission ahead.

No more than a second later, a shadowy wraith appeared behind her. A figure cloaked from head to toe in white and grey, the being stared at Midnight. Midnight continued to face the very ground where the creature stood, unmoving. The two beings stood motionless in the cold night sky breeze, a perfect painted scene. Instantly, the tranquility was broken as steel clashed against steel. Crescent scythes brandished, she held her stance against the monstrious figure who loomed over her, cleaver in hand. The figure pushed its cleaver down harder against the scythes, "Magnificient weapons you wield, traveller". Pushing off backwards to make some distance, Midnight got a good look at the creature. Without so much as a word, her weapon transformed to a more appropiate shape designed for this scenario. The Rapier of the Lumina's prestine steel edge shone admist the darkness, as Midnight took a fighting stance. Quick as a whip, she lunged forward aiming for the creature's stomach. Immediately parried by a new blade emerging from the shadowy silhouette, she found her rapier stuck betwixt the weapon's blade. Twisting her wrist with the grace of a conductor, she freed herself from the blade's trap, and an immediate quick side step to avoid the falling chop of the cleaver. Minutes passed as the two warriors clashed blade and steel, and soon those minutes turned to the dozen. Then dozen upon dozens.

Once again, the pair found themselves in an endless cycle. A silent night broken up by the flurry of blades, with neither willing to back down, no words exchanged. Just two resolute individuals locked in glorious combat. Eventually, the silence was broken, as Midnight spoke out: "What is your objective creature? I come here on a mission bestowed upon me by higher powers, and I don't want to waste my time on such trivial matters." "No matter how fun this spar has been," she added, as she concealed her rapier, her guard never waivering for a second. The creature stared back. Pausing, it retreated its weapons and arms inside its cloak, and replied: "I aim to fufill the mission set to me by the church, I seek the elimination of all magic abusers who would seek to damage our world".

"That's what I was sent here for. To fix the mistakes in reality, they have spread to my alternate reality as well," Midnight exclaimed, as she found truth in the creature's words.

"So we are on the same side then", uttered the Witch Hunter.

Midnight hesitated. Just because they wanted similar goals didn't mean they were on the same side, for the enemy of my enemy being her ally wasn't something that sat well with her. But perhaps, while she was a stranger to these lands, it wouldn't hurt to have a capable set of blades as her guide.

Midnight now marches alongside the Darynthiel Faithful to cleanse the magic abusers to fix the grand design's wounds. However, her true loyalty still lies to the Lunar Celestial. Hiding her true intentions until the very end, because if there's one lesson she learnt from her many travels: never enlist in a war before you know what you're fighting for.

## Development Notes

* This character is the self insert of MidnightOMoon.