The official NULL character sheet from her original creator @goblinwithgame.
"You took everything from me." Null actually believes that shit.
She's still just an angry little girl who crawled inside something bigger and meaner than her, hoping it would make her scary. Every speech about strength, every grudge, every rant about survival and betrayal, every body she drains of viscera for her own strength… it all comes back to her needing to feel like a monster so she doesn't have to face how small she really is.
Before Null, she was Isabelle Wight. Eighteen. Church kid. Slender Sickness Eating her life from the inside. She hated her body, hated mirrors, and hated how everyone else seemed to just handle existing while she was falling apart. Smoking out her window, cutting when things got too loud in her head, chasing scraps of attention from people she didn't even respect. Classic lost girl pretending she's more than she really is.
The only thing that ever seemed to get her. While the world was hunting him, he was sitting in her closet pretending to be a dream. She thought he was another hallucination. Difference was, this one answered back. Everyone else saw a messed up teenager. Tyrant saw something he could shape and make stronger.
And Isabelle, being young and stupid and desperate for anyone to tell her she wasn't broken, mistook attention for rescue. She mistook a better life as something she could afford to lose.
She followed him but she never tells anyone because it's more convenient for her to be framed as a victim than it is to admit she wanted it as badly as he did.
She walked into the blood and the bodies with her eyes wide open. She watched her old life burn and didn't look back. By the time she ditched her Earth completely, Isabelle was already gone. Null was just what was left behind.
For a while she was his favorite. His little shadow. The closest thing he had to a daughter. But she didn't want to be guided. She wanted to be worshipped. The second Tyrant showed any crack of grief, doubt, anything human she turned on him like he betrayed her. The man she'd built her whole self around suddenly wasn't big enough for her fantasy anymore.
And he reminded her exactly who she still was. HIS.
The change he started in her got cut off halfway. Body fucked. Future wrecked. Stuck forever between what she was and what she wanted to become. Now she walks around in a containment suit that might as well be a walking joke on her. Not dead. Not whole. Not human. Not quite a monster. Just… incomplete. And pissed about it.
That's why she has to keep telling herself she's the victim. Tyrant manipulated her. Tyrant ruined her. Tyrant took everything.
Truth is uglier. They were the same kind of broken from the start. That's why it worked. That's also why it fell apart.
Now she's out here playing enforcer for the Legion, hopping Earths, telling herself she's better than the man she can't stop thinking about. Every fight, every rank, every win is just her screaming that
But every choice she makes screams the opposite. Under all that rage, she's still that scared teenager waiting for someone stronger to point the way.
She never actually left Tyrant. She just grew into a cheaper version of him.
For all the tough talk, she's terrified. Of him. Of what he thinks. Of the chance he was right about her. You don't beat her with fists. You beat her by reminding her she never stopped chasing daddy's approval.
Null thinks pain equals value. If it hurt, it must matter. If she survived it, she's stronger. If she got fucked over, that gives her the right to look down on people who didn't. She turns scars into medals and calls it wisdom. It's mostly just her trying to make her damage sound noble while being a complete dunce.
That blank suit, the sealed mask, no face, no shape it's all her still trying to disappear from her own body. Isabelle spent her whole life wanting to escape herself. Now she's trapped in the perfect hiding place that ironically makes everyone stare. She doesn't want to be seen as beautiful or ugly. She wants to be nothing. The suit gives her that… and then takes it away by making her unforgettable.
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