Hi. We are the Harmony System, and we are here to save ourselves and our friends or die trying.
Our backstory is boring, middle class, small town, bored and sheltered and yet somehow terribly traumatized nonetheless. I'm a mess. I am Not A Person. I am many things -- Angel, Demon. I'm, I believe, a 4w5 or 6w5, I can't quite figure that out.
I'm a lot of things, really. A Chimaera of a thousand different worlds, a thousand different deaths. I am just a girl - a very scared girl, with many other people in her head.
I am finding my way -- perhaps the fleeting light in the darkness is Hope, or perhaps it is something worse. I intend to find out.