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Sharlette was a good kid. She was unusually intelligent, had a lot of potential. And her parents loved and encouraged her, they wanted her to be a great, powerful magic user.
They died when she was around 9. Because of this, she became a lone traveler, growing up on the road. Never having a place to call home. She even wandered in her dreams. Searching for... something. Power, that was what she decided she wanted, but without the ability to truly learn, she decided to try and find something that would grant her what she desired.
So she kept wandering, and eventually wandered herself off the edge of the mortal realm entirely. Somehow finding herself in the astral plane. It was there she would meet a great goddess. One that would grant her her desire. Doing so would change her very body, making it a vessel for magic, like the sorcerers she had seen on her journeys.
This wish came with only one stipulation; that her quest for power never end. For this goddess saw potential in her, as her parents did before. Because of this, she would call the goddess "mom".
As she kept wandering the astral plane, training her gifted abilities on whomever she come across, she was met with a follower of another divine, one so powerful as to see her as a mere roadblock. They said that they wished to rid this world of her, before she became too strong to be stopped by mere mortals.
So there she lay, defeated. And with her last bit of strength, she gathered the blood in her mouth, and spit in his face. Then laughed as the life drained from her body.
Though she lay with a smile, she felt dejected that her journey had seemingly come to an end. And her body, unable to decay due to the timeless nature of the astral, lie suspended, forever.