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right now my umineko verse is just extension of zarina’s post-metamorphosis state, I’m just giving away some of the post-metamorphosis for nds without fully getting into it or fully getting into it for real, but look at me trying to keep it a secret. eh, whatever.

she is an elemental of ice who exists in the highest hierarchy, element/energy/power given human form after the tragedy that befell her. a beast in the beauty, a power personified, an observer from the highest seat of power. she exists everywhere and nowhere.

thousands upon thousands years old, lost in the meta world for eternity after learning the truth of her world where she turned into what she is now. an existence that only certain can reach voluntarily (like featherine). closed in one specific part of the meta world that cannot be accessed without high power and eternity of search but once you find the key/the path, you can reach her if she allows you to. unlike featherine who goes back and forth searching for a tale that interests her as an observer, needing a headpiece to keep her memories intact with living/dying, zarina ‘sleeps’/’dreams’ of the tales her ‘pieces’ take part in, each tale and each ‘world’ where she exists in are all real but also not. it is both fiction and reality to her as the ‘main’ body.

she is the embodiment of languor/ennui in that state (cold, apathetic), lacking interest in the cruelty and sadistic aspects of witches that play their games for their own amusement. she is more-so an observer than others; thus, ‘critic‘ as written down below. does not enjoy being ‘awakened’ until it’s to witness a tale / a miracle that would make her time awake worth it because she enjoys her ‘dreams’ too much as they make her ‘feel’ something instead of boredom. if all others are witches and pieces, zarina is continuously known as a beast/monster as an elemental. a beast that cannot be tamed and better be left in good sides, but she doesn’t show any hatred towards anyone. rarely does she ‘awaken’ to actually watch the games of witches who are doing it for their own fun. she is a legend among them, some say an old wives’ tale; a ‘critic’ of some sort for these games that can be considered ‘fiction’/’tale’, only awakening at moments that might truly interest her which happen once in a couple of thousand years if not more.

she long forgotten her full name, her family, her brothers, her everything. however, her interest in human potential remains true and the tales of love remain her favorites to watch. not the foolish love, but the love that is bitter but true, honest and real. thus, many games that many witches create are not interesting to her. they’re needlessly gory and violent, lacking elegance and uniqueness.

her ‘pieces’ are self-inserts, certainly, because she wants to ‘experience’ each tale personally. be it her piece dying or not, but it is more enjoyable to her. to have her pieces have her personality traits and appearance, but have no memory of who they truly are, learning of the truth and seeing how each ‘interaction’ with the piece alternated the approach towards ‘the truth.’ that’s why she lacks the same openly sadistic and blood nature of witches, she’s seen enough of those tales and that’s why she never visits them, never indulges in them, never truly joins them. this made her seem like a hard critic to please. only featherine’s game at one point was taken into consideration but only one before zarina would return to her slumber once more. beatrice’s game would wake her up again to see what that tale would be about.

it’s a complicated thing, but yes, anyways. I’m very fatigued but I wanted to write this down.

#❄ ― RAMBLINGS & SCREAMS. ╱ discussions of life and the beautiful under the sun.#sitting back #laying down then #not my ass thinking about featherine barging into zarina's space and waking her up with a promise of a good tale #a tale of love and family that will immediately perk her up. for the first time in thousands of years since they've last seen each other #give me featherine and zarina being not besties but knowing each other for so long it's impossible to say #how old is zarina? who the fuck knows. could be millions by that point in the meta world tbqh