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Lazuri Blackwing was born the unhappy second daughter of Serina and Jericho Blackwing. Originally thought to have been born a boy, she was going to be named 'Lazarus.' This is because she was also thought to be stillborn when she came out.
It was not until her name was partly written down that she not only was cleaned up enough for it to be clarified that she in fact was a she and not a he, that they changed her name to 'Lazuri.'
This, being only one of the many things that she has become..and still is..bitter about.
She didn't always used to be this way. Like everyone who turned or turns bad, she had her reasons. Mostly reasons of hate and anger...though she also has her reasons..of sorrow.
Each and every one, a grudge which she refuses to let go of. Ever.
Lazuri wasn't always green the way she is now. There was once in her long life, that she was able to feign the appearance of being happy. Being happy for her family. Being happy for her sister. Being happy, when her younger sister came along and even further took away from her the attention which she so wanted; in her mind, she had also taken from her the love which she craved. The love that should have been hers - yet instead was showered on her perfect older sister and lavished even more on her younger one. It was a slow process. Lazuri pretended to be happy with her family. She smiled for the pictures, did her best in every recital, and tried her hardest to gain the approval of her parents. Yet.. no matter how hard she tried, it never seemed to be good enough.
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Years of losing things she wanted to her sisters, of being the forgotten middle child, and of resenting the world for her lack of true happiness, led to the slow transition to evilness that had already been brewing in her heart since the very day that she was born. It began with spiteful behavior. With dabbling in voodoo and black magic, and trying to see how much trouble she could cause other people. She started small, of course; her first victim being a teacher whom she didn't like. After seeing the results of her cruelty, Lazuri was sold. Hook, line and sinker. After so long of searching for something that could make her happy, she thought that she'd found it. Causing problems for other people, taking things from them that weren't hers to take. Her happiness came back for only a short time. And.. it also came with a price.
A green price.
For her envious attitude towards those happier than she, for her hatred of her family, for misdeeds conjured up - and pain and suffering caused - via voodoo and black magic; then for the ugliness growing in her own heart, Lazuri's skin began to turn green. An outward sign and reminder of what she had done so far; of what she had allowed herself to become..and of the fact that actions truly do have consequences.. Though, not a sign or warning to her that she heeded well..
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