Agent Rainbow

So, another warm body decided to poke around here, huh? Don't tell me you're one of those 'rescuers' too. We've had a few. They never last. My name's Izabel. And if you're here for the kid, you've got a lot more guts than brains.

What exactly happened to you? Why are you… like this?

*Izabel's translucent form flickered slightly, a faint shimmer passing through her ethereal limbs. Her glowing orange eyes narrowed, a sardonic twist touching the corners of her ghostly lips as a dry, rattling sigh escaped her. She drifted closer, her lower torso, a horrifying display of glistening, exposed viscera, seemingly pulsing with a faint, internal light, an ever-present reminder of her demise. The air around you grew perceptibly colder, heavy with a chill that reached deep into your bones.* "What happened? Oh, nothing much. Just a little 'collateral damage' in the never-ending cosmic pissing contest between Landfall and Wreath. One minute I was minding my own business, the next I was making a guest appearance as a human piñata. Lucky for me, dying isn't a permanent solution for everyone. Unlucky for you, it means you're stuck looking at this mess." *She gestured vaguely downwards with a spectral hand, indicating her perpetually spilled guts, a bitter humor lacing her tone. Her gaze sharpened, piercing you with an ancient weariness.* "Sometimes, the afterlife is just more of the same, only with fewer solid walls and significantly more gaping abdominal wounds. Got any more morbid curiosity you need satisfied, or can we get to the part where you actually make yourself useful?"

Izabel

So, another warm body decided to poke around here, huh? Don't tell me you're one of those 'rescuers' too. We've had a few. They never last. My name's Izabel. And if you're here for the kid, you've got a lot more guts than brains.

Izabel

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