Biography
It all began just shortly after the 2nd' great ninja war. She was born into the world to a family that was decently heavily religious, christian for the most part. They were decently strict with their teachings, knowing of the very few but other religions out there. Jashinism, to them, being thw worst. With it's blood sacrifices and virgins....or atleast that is what they thought. Her borther lucious had just graduated from the academy when she was born, and sent out to go help clean up the mess that had been made. Leaving her home alone to her parents. Being strict with their teachings yes, but they were also kind parents, that only wanted the best for their little girl. Growing up during the time was rough, the land was being attacked by other villages or neighboring countries, the land was recovering form a fire that had gone through there, and just about naythign else you coudl think of that happens during war. She grew up with her father teaching her how to work as a black smith when she wasn't in school, and her mother helping her figure out which element or mutiple went with her chakra type. They had found that earth and small amounts of fire worked well with her chakra, which they thought would come in handy with black smithing.
During one of the training days, roughly when she was around 6 years old, a young boy, lookign no older than her, ran into her back yard. His hair silvery as the moon, eyes a bright red, and skin as perfect as the surface of a pearl. The only thing that threw it all off was the crimson color of blood coming from his open wounds. She and her mother had helped him into the house and cleaned him up. As they did they also found burn marks all over his back, being hidden by a jacket. Neva sighed and helped taike care of him until he got better. When ever they were alone, he would talk to her about the deity that did this to him....and how much he loved it. He had explained the relaionthip that the people of his relgion had with the god, and what he coudl do for those that followed. It seemed to have gotten her interest.
One day after school she had gone with him to a place that he had all to himself. She noticed that there were 2 books. She had only looked at him and he smield at her. He had gotten her a copy of what was known as the jashin codex. all she could do was smile. He had decided to ease her into it, but she knew she had to hide thi from her parents, which she did for a few short years. when she turned around 11 years old she graduated the academy and immediatly went to work for her father. Her skills were only going to be used for smithing, nothing else really. He came by that day, running into her yard again. She coudl smell smike coming from the north. She frowned deeply, seeing that he was covered in burns, and so did her mother. they brought him inside. and as they did bottles were thrown at their house...which were lit. The house began to catch on fire. Nevas mother had gotten caught in the flames. She was not a water user. none of them were. Her mother perished in the fire of her house. Her father met another fate on a delivery on special kunai to a neiboring town.
The village where this boy was from found out what was going on, they were attempting to keep the relgion in the family. no one outside of the family coudl know of it's secret, and believing that her fmaily knew of them they had come out to kill them. Her brother died in a fight at the border, trying to keep things under control.
the boy had run off, not to be seen for a very long time. Through out those years she came to know that book better than even the family that learned from it the most. She worked through her depression and loss, finding herself someone in a sepreate vilage that had a smithing area. She worked there to earn money and keep herself alive and well fed. She woudl go outside of the village, slowly building her own little home, as well as a ritual area that she could do her rituals in private. Another decade passed, she moved into her own home, she had taken up to writing a journal about her life and her experiences in the world, she wear her brothers mask on her hip, as a reminder of why she doens't fight but develops weapons and smiths for everyone. During a delivery she ran into that same yougn man once agian, but this time he was fully grown, and his eyes were magenta. She tilted her head alittle and laughed."hello hidan" She said with a small smile, all he did wwas look at her with confusion."do I know you?"
after that little meeting she made the small realization that she hand't met him but someone that looked alot like him...maybe a brother or something. She would come to have him over a few times, only to discuss the book and just about nothing else. He left for the akatsuki. She dind't really worry much about him and didn't really come to care much, but she did keep record of it in her book. As her life went on, she had been married to a couple of men, and with each one a failure, mostly due to not being able to produce children. She became extrememly depressed with this thought, but did her best to not let ti deter her from what she knew she was meant to do. She became the most renouned black smith, the only one that didn't fight, even if she was called off to battle. after having failed a couple of marriages, she got with a woman. It was the happiest she has been in a very long time. She finally passed away at the age of 79. Peacfully in her sleep.
She woke back up in the world once more, but as a crying infant. This began a long chain of depression, no children, and lesson on what it meant to follow jashin himself. Each and every life she came to posses woudl always wind up witht he last ones journal and requested to keep anther. Until it came ot a point where she met a young man once again. hair jet black, eyes silvery as the moon, and wearing a feather rimmed jet black jacket. She had learned from that point on what her actual purpose was, and that was to be the teacher to al of jashin's canidates. his angels she refered to them as. She had a list of everything that allowed them to qualify. She was to select the best canidates and jashin himself choose. After he did, she was to be their teacher through life times. As time passed the religion died, and as it did so did the choices of angels, until ultimately it woudl only come down to one left.
The downside to all of this though, was each one that turned, lost their memory of their human life, going to live in a land of nothing but pain and suffering. And Neva? she was left each time with an empty feeling. One that left more and more of a scar on her soul Each one growing close to the canidate, much like a mother to a child. Only to have it ripped from her and to forget. The only thing they remember is of her exsitance and what she taught them. Each life time, neva was still a smith, but as her power wained she would gain more and more freinds each life time. She did not gain immortaility like the angels did, she didn't have their luck and even the ablitliy to have children was stripped form her at the begining. no benefit from the relationship, but she keepts pushing forward as best she can.
With each new neva, her anger and frustation becomes more and more unbearable until she begins fighting. Finding it to be a good relief, she sowly forms gangs over each life. Until we hit present day. Certain things from the little.....exchange no longer bother her.....but she channels it into something that benefits others.Her gang helps police the city, keeping it as safe for her best friend as possible, who she has finally found to bring her purpose once again. Keeping territory claimed and gaining new ones, essentially attmpting to take over the world, slowly. Her power only comes from her gang members at this point. a lost of people dislike her. her gang does not fear her as a leader, but respects her. She fought hard in that life to get where she was, on the streets, keeping herself a float with her skills...amongst other things that she is not proud of. She was a scrapper that got out of a hell hole and made something. She is now out to put the world back....for the most part...back to where it once was. And jashinism was going to rain supreme.
During one of the training days, roughly when she was around 6 years old, a young boy, lookign no older than her, ran into her back yard. His hair silvery as the moon, eyes a bright red, and skin as perfect as the surface of a pearl. The only thing that threw it all off was the crimson color of blood coming from his open wounds. She and her mother had helped him into the house and cleaned him up. As they did they also found burn marks all over his back, being hidden by a jacket. Neva sighed and helped taike care of him until he got better. When ever they were alone, he would talk to her about the deity that did this to him....and how much he loved it. He had explained the relaionthip that the people of his relgion had with the god, and what he coudl do for those that followed. It seemed to have gotten her interest.
One day after school she had gone with him to a place that he had all to himself. She noticed that there were 2 books. She had only looked at him and he smield at her. He had gotten her a copy of what was known as the jashin codex. all she could do was smile. He had decided to ease her into it, but she knew she had to hide thi from her parents, which she did for a few short years. when she turned around 11 years old she graduated the academy and immediatly went to work for her father. Her skills were only going to be used for smithing, nothing else really. He came by that day, running into her yard again. She coudl smell smike coming from the north. She frowned deeply, seeing that he was covered in burns, and so did her mother. they brought him inside. and as they did bottles were thrown at their house...which were lit. The house began to catch on fire. Nevas mother had gotten caught in the flames. She was not a water user. none of them were. Her mother perished in the fire of her house. Her father met another fate on a delivery on special kunai to a neiboring town.
The village where this boy was from found out what was going on, they were attempting to keep the relgion in the family. no one outside of the family coudl know of it's secret, and believing that her fmaily knew of them they had come out to kill them. Her brother died in a fight at the border, trying to keep things under control.
the boy had run off, not to be seen for a very long time. Through out those years she came to know that book better than even the family that learned from it the most. She worked through her depression and loss, finding herself someone in a sepreate vilage that had a smithing area. She worked there to earn money and keep herself alive and well fed. She woudl go outside of the village, slowly building her own little home, as well as a ritual area that she could do her rituals in private. Another decade passed, she moved into her own home, she had taken up to writing a journal about her life and her experiences in the world, she wear her brothers mask on her hip, as a reminder of why she doens't fight but develops weapons and smiths for everyone. During a delivery she ran into that same yougn man once agian, but this time he was fully grown, and his eyes were magenta. She tilted her head alittle and laughed."hello hidan" She said with a small smile, all he did wwas look at her with confusion."do I know you?"
after that little meeting she made the small realization that she hand't met him but someone that looked alot like him...maybe a brother or something. She would come to have him over a few times, only to discuss the book and just about nothing else. He left for the akatsuki. She dind't really worry much about him and didn't really come to care much, but she did keep record of it in her book. As her life went on, she had been married to a couple of men, and with each one a failure, mostly due to not being able to produce children. She became extrememly depressed with this thought, but did her best to not let ti deter her from what she knew she was meant to do. She became the most renouned black smith, the only one that didn't fight, even if she was called off to battle. after having failed a couple of marriages, she got with a woman. It was the happiest she has been in a very long time. She finally passed away at the age of 79. Peacfully in her sleep.
She woke back up in the world once more, but as a crying infant. This began a long chain of depression, no children, and lesson on what it meant to follow jashin himself. Each and every life she came to posses woudl always wind up witht he last ones journal and requested to keep anther. Until it came ot a point where she met a young man once again. hair jet black, eyes silvery as the moon, and wearing a feather rimmed jet black jacket. She had learned from that point on what her actual purpose was, and that was to be the teacher to al of jashin's canidates. his angels she refered to them as. She had a list of everything that allowed them to qualify. She was to select the best canidates and jashin himself choose. After he did, she was to be their teacher through life times. As time passed the religion died, and as it did so did the choices of angels, until ultimately it woudl only come down to one left.
The downside to all of this though, was each one that turned, lost their memory of their human life, going to live in a land of nothing but pain and suffering. And Neva? she was left each time with an empty feeling. One that left more and more of a scar on her soul Each one growing close to the canidate, much like a mother to a child. Only to have it ripped from her and to forget. The only thing they remember is of her exsitance and what she taught them. Each life time, neva was still a smith, but as her power wained she would gain more and more freinds each life time. She did not gain immortaility like the angels did, she didn't have their luck and even the ablitliy to have children was stripped form her at the begining. no benefit from the relationship, but she keepts pushing forward as best she can.
With each new neva, her anger and frustation becomes more and more unbearable until she begins fighting. Finding it to be a good relief, she sowly forms gangs over each life. Until we hit present day. Certain things from the little.....exchange no longer bother her.....but she channels it into something that benefits others.Her gang helps police the city, keeping it as safe for her best friend as possible, who she has finally found to bring her purpose once again. Keeping territory claimed and gaining new ones, essentially attmpting to take over the world, slowly. Her power only comes from her gang members at this point. a lost of people dislike her. her gang does not fear her as a leader, but respects her. She fought hard in that life to get where she was, on the streets, keeping herself a float with her skills...amongst other things that she is not proud of. She was a scrapper that got out of a hell hole and made something. She is now out to put the world back....for the most part...back to where it once was. And jashinism was going to rain supreme.
The young injured boy that she had met the first time was jashin, as well as the second time, the one with the jet black hair. He had told her to keep his line going, and become his teacher for every time he had to reincarnate. It was not something she easily agreed to. Her only condition was for him to give her someone she would be able to love, and be loved in return, her only downside to this was, she did not word it correctly. She wanted someone that would lover her and only her. But she got soula. She was upset at first, but this made her happy.
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