#misweek2025

At one point, Chase Young and the First Ninja were genuinely close. Their relationship was complicated — constant arguments, different views on the world, yet deep respect for each other. Nori appeared during the time when they were still trying to preserve that fragile balance between light and darkness.

(I still don’t know exactly how she appeared, but she did 😅)

However, over time, their paths completely separated. After the breakup, Nori stayed with Chase. Despite that, she never stopped loving her father, the First Ninja, and missing him. Deep inside, Noryang still hopes that one day her fathers will at least learn to understand each other.

Personality-wise, Nori is calm and thoughtful. She prefers to think everything through before acting. It’s not too difficult to make her angry, but most of the time she tries to remain composed even in dangerous situations. But if someone crosses the line — Nori becomes sharp-tempered and harsh.

She inherited part of Chase’s personality: she enjoys psychologically pressuring her opponents, provoking them with sharp remarks, and smiling irritably during battle. However, unlike Chase, Nori tries not to abuse this behavior and doesn’t allow anger to completely consume her.

Both of her fathers taught her many things.

Chase Young taught Nori young:

— weapon mastery;

— battle tactics;

— how to stay cold-headed;

— cooking;

— how to hide her fears.

The First Ninja taught her:

— how to strike properly;

— discipline;

— patience;

— inner balance;

— how to keep her dignity even in defeat.

Nori is sincerely grateful to both of them and loves each in her own way. She understands Chase’s flaws, but still remains by his side. Although sometimes his plans begin to frighten her, she prefers to stay silent until the situation becomes too dangerous.

Her weapon is a special double-ended spear that combines Chase’s weapon style with the First Ninja’s blades. In its normal form, it resembles a long spear, but both ends have curved blades similar to the Ninja’s weapon.

Nori was able to create this weapon thanks to the First Ninja’s knowledge and the help of a blind blacksmith, who taught her how to balance speed and precision.

With Omi, Nori’s relationship is almost like that of an older sister and younger brother. She respects his desire to become stronger and genuinely believes that one day he will become a great warrior. Nori often praises him for his progress, though sometimes she teases him about his excessive confidence.

Things are more complicated with Randy Cunningham. His jokes and irresponsibility often annoy her, but Nori still protects him whenever things become serious. Sometimes she enjoys teasing Randy herself — especially when the topic of girls comes up.

Even though Nori young stands on Chase Young’s side, there is still an internal conflict within her between everything both of her fathers taught her. That’s why she doesn’t seem completely evil or completely good. Nori stands somewhere between two worlds — and she still hasn’t decided who she truly wants to become.

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I may add more information about her in the future.

Also, if you have any ideas about how she appeared, I’d be happy to hear them!

(Sorry if something is unclear or written incorrectly, I don’t know English well and I’m using a translator.)

Here's a snippet:

Chase stares at the god kneeling before him. There is no subservience in his lowered head, only resolve. The blood red bundle cradled in his arms are lovelier than any asinine blossoms he's ever grown.

"He's only a child." Chase knows this. 14 summers old to be precise, a few moons shy of 15.

"A child who fought most valiantly. The warriors in Elysium would welcome him." it'd certainly be an interesting divergence from the usual lot they ended up with.

First's grip around the boy tightens as though Chase had sentenced him to Tartarus.

"Please." Making a god beg is no feat to scoff at. Chase wonders if the quivering soul in that scarf understands the depth of what he had accomplished. One countless of his ilk couldn't even dream of.

A clawed finger tips his chin up. Cold as winter and sharp as steel; First expected no less. Sickles weren't much different from swords and Chase was undoubtedly both to be able to salt the earth of the kingdom Hannibal Roy Bean once controlled. His thumb presses against his lips. Every touch burns like a stolen kiss.

"I tame death. I feed it and its teeth sink deeper than any root you've grown. It doesn't take kindly to thieves either." Chase could have him. He could take him right then and there, but even he knew that patience and thoroughness bore the sweetest fruit.

"I'll pay." the taste of summers and springs were buried under the lingering iron of Randy's lifeblood.

Chase's golden eyes glimmer brighter than any jewel encrusted in his domain. His claws dig not into First's skin for a blood oath, but through the rind of a pomegranate.

Six seeds. Six months through all eternity for a boy of fourteen summers.

First opens his mouth and forces himself not to bite Chase's fingers off as he feeds him the sour rubies.