#dvarapala

“The grand scheme of things is rather vague, open to interpretation, really. One can reshape it to their own design, if they possess the vision to do so. But if I’m being honest… you don’t strike me as a wandering soul. Quite the opposite. Appearances can deceive, but aura rarely does.” There’s a softness to her tone, though with Venera, sincerity is always something to question.

“You’re not wrong, however. There are many who drift through this world lacking either devotion or understanding. It’s… unfortunate. There’s something bitter about wasted potential, whether they realize it or not. To think one might have blossomed into something extraordinary, and simply… didn’t.” A faint smile tugs at her lips. “But I’ll spare you the ‘live, love, laugh’ philosophy. You’re observant, I appreciate that.” She hums quietly, her gaze sharpening just slightly as Udyati lingers on her name.

“Thank you. Though I’m not entirely convinced my parents didn’t simply name me after the Soviet space program, Venera program has a certain ring to it, doesn’t it?” A flicker of amusement crosses her expression. “Still, it likely traces back to Veneris ‘of Venus.’ I can’t say I’ve ever set foot there, though. Probably for the best. If those probe images are anything to go by, it’s far from the oasis people once imagined. Funny, isn’t it? To romanticize something so distant, only to discover it’s… inhospitable.” the irony wasn't lost on her though. “And don’t apologize. Knowledge is never something a woman should diminish. It suits you.” Her voice lowers, almost thoughtful now. “Your name, though… it’s beautiful. Udyati. It sounds divine, like a forgotten goddess, or perhaps a forbidden world yet to be charted.”

Then, a tender silence followed by a shift.

“I didn’t seek you out,” she continues, quieter now, but far more deliberate. “I simply… came across something that demanded my attention.” Her eyes linger, more intent than before. “Are you even aware of what you carry? That aura of yours… it’s striking. Like lightning in the middle of a summer storm.”

A beat.

“…What are you?”

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18. Tsukishima is indisputably the strongest counter-character in Bleach and could beat Aizen, Yhwach, Kenpachi, Yamamoto, Azashiro, Kuruyashiki, and so on with a single hit each if they were unable to figure out what was going on in time. He could separate Aizen from the Hōgyoku and Yhwach from the Soul King with one stab by altering their pasts so they never did those things in the first place. That's how strong he is.

He's also far and away the most interesting overpowered character because his abilities inherently draw out characterization from his opponents. Facing him shows how a character thinks and treats people, and can inherently serve as backstory exposition.

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Injured after a run in with Lobo, the former princess was 'hiding' on Earth to recuperate and heal. She had heard that the mercenary hated this planet -- and it was the planet of Guy and Jack, the two Lanterns she felt closest to (along with Kara, who also chose this planet as her own after Krypton was destroyed).

Blue skinned and with bony wings, she wasn't wearing her full Red Lantern garb but some clothes she found after crash landing, the red ring on her finger the only indication of her affiliation. She wasn't going to seek medical help from humans, she was fairly sure this backwater planet had no idea how to care for alien (to them) beings. Her injuries were also not that severe, she could heal on her own if given some time.

Feeling better in nature than cities, she found a park and sat on a bench, her quest for lodgings could wait for a bit. If it came to that, she could find shelter in this very park.

harry met udyati's warm gaze as she spoke. to conform to auradon's idea of personhood felt like it would be a betrayal, not only to the isle or to uma, but to himself. how could anyone bend themselves into a shape for others just to be digestable? he could already see the way that the others were changing, how easily they slipped into the new world, shedding their skins to become something unrecognisable. he was pleased that udyati had no intention of following their lead.