Black licorice, a young lost girl who came from an orphanage.

Being the weakest and kindest child, black licorice had made many enemies, but one supporter, Luka. He was the one who protected her, fed her and gave her a hope for her future.

One day, Luka had finally saved up enough money for them to go out on a date. They had the best time ever!

However, on their way back, a dark figure with blood red eyes had cornered them. “Who would’ve thought that the blood of an angel would be right here, in the slums!” He grinned. “Blood of an angel? What is he on about?”

Luka stepped forward, keeping me behind him. The figure then moved towards us and somehow shape shifted his arm into a sharp weapon. Luka had taken martial arts, but he was no match for this monster.

Just as the figure was about to finish him off, a man with a silver gun appeared in the scene and shot him. The beast then stopped for a moment and observed his wound as his body was quickly turning to stone.

I watched him as he said his last words.

See you soon!

Black licorice then ran over to her dying friend. She was crying when she saw his bloody body slowly getting weaker and pale.

“You remember the first day we met? I gave you my favourite candy and started calling you ‘Black Licorice’?” He asked in pain while a stream of tears flowed down towards his body.

“Not right now... your hurt.” I sobbed. I tried blocking the blood from spilling until Luka grabbed my hands with his.

“It was because of how beautiful and sweet you were and how you always smiled when I was with you. You became the sun of my universe and the person I wanted to spend my last days with! I’m glad that I met you and saw your smile. You might not have realised, but your smile is your biggest strength....”

I was now bawling my eyes away. The man who saved us before came closer and held on my shoulder for support. He took his hat off and listened to what we had to say. Luka looked up to him: “She is the love of my life, my everything. Promise me that you will take care of her, please?”

“I will. She will be safe with me, son.”

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Years have gone by and Black Licorice had moved in with Luka’s uncle. He had been a hunter and had agreed to train her under her constant begging to protect the people she loved. Thanks to her intense training, she has become stronger and developed skills more superior than the best assassin. Her one goal is this : “Never to let anyone go through what she did.”

Known information:

Name: Black Licorice

Birthday: 12/12

Favourite Weapon: Spirit Gun

Magic Skill: Bring forth any weapon

Likes: Training, Black liquorice and Polar bears

Dislikes: People, Tomatoes and Ghouls

Personality: Although very strong and flexible, Black. L is a very clumsy and hot tempered person. She doesn’t like being told she’s wrong and hates it when people drag their problems on. She also doesn’t know how to take care of herself well. Even so, she doesn’t mind lending an ear to others and can feel some empathy.