Olivia Walker

**Olivia Walker** (オリビア・ウォーカー *Oribia u~ōkā*) is a character from ***Another Worlds Chronicles*** and a famous hero from the south of Rifaria.

## Appearance

#### Human Form

Olivia has short gray hair with a long singular rattail at the back. Her eyes can be described as cold and calculating, constantly analyzing every single detail. Despite this, she can often be described as being radiant to the villagers who know her.

She usually wears her spirit armaments, a set of powerful Legend grade armor that can be summoned at will. on her back is a massive shield, which is the origin point of where her armor generates from. She also carries a Legend grade lance known as the Lance of Waning Skies which is holstered on her side.

#### Guardian Form

Her once dull gray hair is now a vibrant yellow which reaches the back of her knees, and the black half crown she typically wears has now morphed into a floating crown made of the fiery orange light that is the hair of Autumnus. Dark oak horn have grown out of her forehead with vines of fiery orange leaves tangled all over them. Her silver eyes are now fierce burning gold. The skin on her arms and legs is more like that of wood and her hands have become large and clawed. Her most defining feature has to be her size, going from a mere 137cm all the way up to a whopping 300cm tall.

## Personality

When she's fighting, Olivia can best be described as cold and pragmatic, she tends to not shy away from cooperation either. Though she's best suited to only working with her Fae companions. Also said to be naïve and sweet as can be by the villagers, Olivia is at heart a gentle soul who loves animals and nature as a whole.

To her enemies she's seen as the incarnation of tyranny and violence, as well as ruthlessness using various tactics that'd stop anyone so long as she get so much as a glimpse of ones capabilities. A show of her hard work and efforts of becoming a competent hero in the eyes of those who've put their utmost trust in her.

But her most notable trait has to be her undying fanaticism. Olivia is a true fangirl through and through who is a diehard admirer of all the well-known champions of her time, particularly Azor.

## Background

Olivia was originally a princess in a kingdom slightly more up north of her current location. Trapped in a castle and expected to marry a prince in a larger kingdom by her father and mother, Olivia personally didn't care about what they wanted. Choosing to opt out of the marriage, she snuck away at night to finally pursue her true passion, that being the life of an adventurer which was fueled by countless stories of those who slayed mythical beasts, and even the famous tale of the man who destroyed a ship sent by the mystical continent of Avalon.

For time to come after that fateful day, Olivia traveled the world in search and desire of starting a legacy of her own. Soon enough, her claim to fame and the beginning of her story would be kickstarted when she came across an ancient city buried in the dark reaches of the unexplored and perilous region that many countries dared not try to conquer. For here this city held a labyrinth of unique and incredible properties. And at the end of it all she had found the ultimate treasure, the Legend grade relic that would become her trusty lance. This lance bore the hearts and dreams of the city itself.

With this lance that she could achieve the power necessary to become a hero of the people. She would go on to perform many feats that were reminiscent of the heroic deeds she once listened to happily as a small girl. She slayed wyverns aplenty and even a salamander that had rampaged and decimated countless towns, a fight which would last days on end. Eventually Olivia would come across an ancient Altar that stood swaddled and enraptured by a colossal oak tree of immeasurable proportions. Both in width and height this tree was impossibly massive and the aura it released was regal and powerful. Approaching said altar, Olivia never would've imagined what was to come as she was whisked away into another realty cut off from her own.

In this world she ended up in, there stood a barred gate attached to two cracked stone walls that seemed to go on endlessly. When Olivia tried to jump over it, she'd simply find herself back on the same side she originally was. It frustrated her and yet she refused to give us. The gate itself would not budge and it was only when Olivia called upon the fae who resided within her lance and casted their whimsical magic did the gate open up for her.

Beyond it resided an even more unbelievable sight. It was an entire forest, much like the one she had been in and yet at the same time it was not. The trees lush and healthy, tall as the sky as they pierced the heavens above. These trees could make a redwood look like a fern plant in comparison. Mist obscured various parts of the forest, mystic and unknown, shielding that which was not meant to be seen. Snickers and laughs could be heard from all directions in tune with the song of grasshoppers and the lullabies of chirping birds and croaking frogs.

In the distance Olivia could see dancing figures, some with horns and legs like a goats, or she'd see small people fly through the air, playing with the red capped bearded men who would be hard at work carrying shovels as they entered the colossal trees. Some would acknowledge her with a nod while others would pay no mind. But one in particular would watch her, a visceral set of gleaming eyes that Olivia herself could not help but react to. It was big enough to almost be mistaken as a sapling of the giants of this forest, lumbering with a sword that rivaled it's own height, horns that bent in various ways with leaves and vines growing from them. It's body toned and riddled with scars of battles untold. Bright vibrant flames of orange leaves crackled and screamed as they danced along its back and across its chest.

This things very gaze was enough to awaken a primordial fear in her heart, it's overwhelming strength outshining that of the Salamander leap and bound. Like of a drop of rain falling into the vast sea. But she didn't cower, this was what she lived for, an adventure beckoning her to reach out and grab it. Olivia unsheathed her lance and pointed it at the giant beast with triumphant laugh. The beast swung its sword forth, the tip pointing directly in her direction and from the beasts mouth boomed a mighty roar.

The battle was hard fought, Olivia dodging and weaving through countless unending attacks that threatened to erase her on the spot. She unleashed thrust after thrust gracefully as though she were a feather caught in a breeze. Ravaging the earth was the burning titan who moved with an agility unexpected of its stature. Swinging its sword with the art of a master as it fought, the unique and wonderous power it brought forth enchanting the young hero who watched every move with awe and caution. It had seemed as though even the beast was enjoying its time, and so as a gesture from not just the beast but from Olivia too, they raise their weapons and channeled forth a song of power in their deepest hearts of heart. Olivia's lance rippled as the four segments opened like a blooming flower, beneath it all emerging an even greater lancehead that shined brighter than every star in the galaxy. The beast's sword unleashed a booming wave of burning energy, the red hot surge that turned the blade crimson.

A final clash was made as the two unleashed their mightiest blows with no hesitation. Tearing through the trees, the aurora of catastrophe born from the Lance of Waning Skies that dwarfed the night and brought forth a new dawn, a song both glorious and solemn, colliding head on with the sword that could level the world itself. An explosion of unfathomable proportions was released from the beams, sending both Olivia and the beast flying, she was blinded by it all and had fallen unconscious as the burst of energy sundered the earth.

When she awoke, she found herself to be in pain unlike no other and there before her was the beast who she had fought, in perfect condition no less she accepted her defeat with a bloodied smile. She was cradled in its arms gently and it marched, with each step it took, the environment was rebuilt, and with every thump, the world seemed to rekindle its vibrant liveliness that it had earlier, the many entities peered from trees curious and even excited gazes followed the one who had shown them an incredible bout.

Even if she couldn't see it, as the damage set in, she could feel it all, and she held her smile strong with no regrets. The walk stretched on for a time impossible to know, seconds felt equitable to hours maybe even days as her sense of time was warped. Before she knew it, she was set down on the softest patch of grass she had ever felt. Away the lumbering continued as she could here the colossus disappear back into the forest. Something else caught her attention when the booming footsteps finally dissipated.

Waves, a soft melody that eased her heart, the waves of water that danced against the shore, the tide pushing and pulling, back and forth in a pattern of inexplicable beauty. She could hear pitter patters as the sound of feet splashed across the surface, and yet no break in the Melodical tide could be found. Reaching she who still laid motionless and defeated on the grassy shoreline. Soft gentle hands touched her cheeks as a tiny childlike figure sat on top of her. They were warm if not even nostalgic, like the hands of the nanny who would embrace her with hugs she had never known from her parents. With each tear, the kind hands were there to brush them away and comfort her.

Pressing against her eyelids and sliding them up, Olivia could feel her vision returning as she took in the sight of a young girl with bright fiery orange and yellow hair. Curious beaming eyes and a smile pure and loving. Her skin glowed radiantly, more vibrant than any nobles, and more healthy than any fit warrior. From her head to her heels she glowed, and her mere presence rejuvenated Olivia.

A figure that would come to be known as the autumn child, she who brought forth the season of new beginnings and bountiful harvests. Here before Olivia it stood with an air that was like that of a goddess. Pulling away and standing up, the child pulled Olivia with little struggle to her feet and led her to the waters edge. Without waiting or asking Olivia if she could, she dragged the maiden forth, and yet Olivia did not fall in but instead stood perfectly fine, she was led further and further across the surface of the crystalline lake that was so clear that one could see the very bottom no matter how deep it grew and no matter how far they walked. Eventually the shore disappeared as the two reached a tree. But this wasn't like the other trees. This was was not as nearly tall but it was radiant and glorious, its roots burrowing deep into the lake and snaking around reaching all corners of this world. Granting life to all that inhabited both the water and the land. Fish of light dance through the clear sea and bright birds of unknown origin flocked around the various branches, perching themselves comfortably. The child smiled at Olivia as it let go of her hand and walked up to the tree, climbing it and perching itself on the centermost branch.

Olivia's legs were still weak and she fell down to her knees as she looked up at the child. The world seemed to go still as they looked to one another and before she could do anything, she was cast below the water that had held her up earlier. She tried to reach out but couldn't and yet she felt herself accelerate rapidly until she was flung out of the deep lake and emerged out of a pond.

She tried to enter it but to her dismay all she could find was a bed of dirt that littered the bottom. In her head a voice resonated, a childlike one, it was a coronation that symbolized her existence as one who was blessed. Olivia had become the apostle of Fall, and the disciple of Autumnus.

Surging with power, Olivia did now allow these powers to go to waste as she used them to do the impossible, leading her on a path much like the hero Azor, she too would meet those of Avalon and from it she would emerge a cursed lifeform that was plagued by afflictions that would culminate in a decision that would bring her to her greatest adventure to come.

# Abilities and Gear

## Titles

#### Blessing of The Autumn Child

* The Shining Springs of Autumn
* Grace of The Harvest
* Nature's Essence
* Spirit Eyes
* Spirit Talk
* Seasonal Magic
* Sidhe Fae
* Fear Gorta
* Spriggans Ballad
* Black Shuck's Howl
* Salamander Skin

#### Guardian Autumnus

* Summon Fallen Blade
* Super Acceleration
* Protective Spirit
* Divine Release
* Archaic Magic
* Fae Circle

#### Champion of The People

* Champion's Haki
* Amplified Perception
* Weakness Resistance
* Clairvoyance
* Brute Force
* Majesty
* Fortress

#### The Shield of Morticiana

* Aegithung
* Absorption
* Impact Reduction
* Desperate Struggle
* Armorization

#### Lance of The Fae

* Hammer of The Vile God
* Greater Mana Reserves
* Call of The Spirits
* Church Flames
* Summon Fae
* Mana Eyes

#### Mystic Human

* Magic Resistance
* Mystic Essence
* Mana Burst
* Mystic Eyes

#### Extreme Fanatic

* Fake Transcends Wonderful
* Over-Analysis
* Investigation
* Stand Out
* Collector

## Notable Attacks

#### Aeternum Alexandria

* A colossal beam of distorted white visceral energy that incinerates everything in its path.

#### Mystic Light of God

* A variant of Aeternum Alexandria that is mixed with the cursed energy residing in Olivia. This cursed energy which fuses with the divine energy creates a holy-demonic beam that can bypass resistances to these two attributes.

## Equipment

#### Lance of Waning Skies

* Legend-Grade Artifact
* Serves as a vessel for an unknown number of ancient faeries.

#### Shield of Morticiana

* Legend-Grade Artifact
* Can extend itself into a set of armor.

# Author Notes

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