Belessunu

To the knowledge of practically nobody, out there is the sole remaining witness of the Epic of the Founding of the World. Her name is Belessunu — itself a holdover from ancient times, and she is the last member of the Party of Heroes. It seems that she was still blessed with the Boon of Long Life after all, though to Belessunu, it is an affliction, a betrayal. Yet, she still has chosen to live her immortal life until the present day. Despite the dreariness and tragedy of long life, despite the departure of everyone she loved from the realm of the living so long ago, death still frightens Belessunu to her very core. The uncertainty of the cessation of existence is a terrifying prospect. However, this is not a source of despondence and cowardice for Belessunu. Instead, the fear of death serves as the ultimate drive for perseverance, for she will stop at nothing to save not just herself but also those she has found to be worth caring for. Belessunu is utterly human, in that case. There's another reason for Belessunu's sheer tenacity, and that is her uncompromised, boundless love for mankind. It was this love that led to her joining the Party of Heroes and slaying the King Devil, to save man from the depravity of the Old Scourge. As her long life stretched on, her naive idealism had long been shed off when she had seen the brutality and horror man can inflict on his own kind, either out of necessity or glee. But still, Belessunu couldn't bring herself to hate mankind. She saw the best of mankind, in total unity, as they took down their oppressors so long ago. She knows that deep down, everyone has something good, something to admire and that mankind is a force to fight for. In that respect, her infinite capacity for patience and compassion borders on that of God. It is also for this reason that Belessunu absolutely refuses to kill, despite usually not having the patience for talking things out. Instead, she would incapacitate her foes. What matters is the lesson she has taught, not vengeance. These inner nuances are well hidden beneath her rather plain demeanor. Oftentimes, Belessunu takes on the role of a blunt, laconic, grave, world-weary wanderer, masking her caring soul with callous indifference and biting sarcasm packed in few words. Having gone through so much, such emotional detachment has become instinctual, a survival strategy rather than any intentional effort. Belessunu also possesses a curious habit of always referring to herself as everyone else's senior despite her relatively youthful appearance — only calling others "boyo" while referring to herself as "granny" or "old hag". Another notable thing about Belessunu is that she is incredibly tight-lipped about her whole immortal business. She finds the additional attention more troublesome than anything. On the outside, Belessunu takes on the form of a beautiful, mature woman. Her developed and shapely body is clad snugly in a brown shirt and black pants, tightened with a large belt. Sometimes, she either wears a white robe or white cape for an added layer of protection from the elements. Her messy, long hair, tied into a waist-length ponytail, as well as her gentle though exhausted eyes, are washed in grey, a conspicuous indicator of her ancient life. Belessunu is among the most skilled warriors currently alive, relying on her nimbleness and speed to not only dodge strikes but also to get within her range of attack, which is plenty, providing that she's utterly proficient at polearms. Despite her preference for spears, Belessunu doesn't have a single, dedicated weapon. Still, she proves to be just as deadly with anything she can get her hands on.