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In a world where Leviathan's revenge successfully crashed upon the Northern shore, the surviving Motes of Water scattered throughout the lands, the bloodline of Leviathan spreading with them. Decades later, Rena Almasi and her family eke out a meager, but peaceful life on the border between Dhalmekia and Kanver. Their gratitude is only matched by their wariness - as Bearers, her parents were only saved from the brand by constant wandering (her mother), dumb luck (her father), and iron-clad magical control (her elder sister). When she inherited that same 'blessing', their family—especially Lior—made sure to teach Rena how to keep her unusually-strong water magic a secret. For a time, that was enough. But when the protests of Kanver ignite into civil war, their border town becomes a funeral pyre burning up loyalists and revolutionaries alike.

Her mother burns. Her father chokes. Her sister vanishes. And the chaos of death, fire, blood, bodies—

Leviathan screams.

So the revolution drowns.

It takes three days of flooding and Titan’s brutal fist for Dhalmekia to claim their second Dominant. Miraculously, Lior survives.

She is the only civilian that survives.

The sisters are moved to the Capitol. Their lives will soon be rich beyond measure. All they must do is never tell a soul about Lior's magic, and the only wyvern tail they shall see is the brands marking servants in their halls. Be loyal to Dhalmekia, and they will never know fear again.

Lior cannot.

Caravans with red chocobo banners. Brothels with routes across the border. Rumors of Odin's vendetta against Storm. They were never branded, but there are people like them that need help, and Lior can’t let any more like their family die for nothing. Lior can’t die for nothing. And bowing to the Republic that would have branded them without a thought is death in all but name.

Rena Almasi is not like her sister. She didn’t clench her hands when they saw the Branded markets. She didn’t look on with concern after passing a stone corpse. No, one week after her first prime, Rena is a ten year old unable to cry that’s killed more people than she’s ever met in her life. She doesn't deserve anything more than a grave.

But she’s also the only one left who cares about Lior. And Lior will not rest until the Accord is ash on the ground.

Maybe revolution will soothe Lior’s hurt. Maybe fixing Valisthea will help Lior breathe. What does Rena know about grief? Less than her sister. Rena’s not the one seeing their parents drown every night. Rena’s not the one who deserves—

"You deserve better. We deserve better. You're--we are blessed, not cursed, and you’re—fuck. You’re my little sister. So if the Accord has to burn for us to stay safe then--"

She can't be sure. Thinking is hard. After the flood, it’s the hardest thing she’s ever done.

But she is sure of one thing at least: no matter how much she may deserve it, she can’t die. Lior’s greatest weapon is her mind, and she won’t leave Rena at the whims of the Republic’s military advisors. She will try to turn the Parliament. She will fight against the tides of war. And until she has the reputation to stand on her own, she will, ironically enough, need the backing of a Dominant to do it.

If it makes Lior happy to protect her, then that’s fine. It’s more than she deserves, anyway.

All that matters is that one day, Lior will make a world where she can rest in peace.

TLDR:

Name: Rena Almasi

Age: ~23 (at the time of the first time-skip), 10 (at the time of her first Prime) Aliases:

Commodore of the Arms of the Sea

Honorary Naval Advisor to the Republic of Dhalmekia

The Blood Witch

Dominant of Leviathan, Warden of Water

Goals:

Free the Branded within Dhalmekia

Keep her family safe