身世
Bio: The chord was born on a fair winter day. The weather was pleasantly warm, except for inside her humble home, where her parents’ cold hearts were smothering the sun. The newborn was a girl, but all they wanted was a boy. She never the meaning of the phrase “sweet home”. To her, home is a den of abuse. Finally, she was beaten to within an inch of her life, and left in a graveyard for dead. Desperate to live, she grabbed the first ankle that passed by, and it happened to belong to Inanis, who took her to the Ecstasia and trained her into an entertainer. Life there was exactly full of dignity, but already more than the Chord had ever seen. She’d die for Inanis, happily, just to repay the favor. Nothing lasts forever. One accidental death led to the downfall of the Ecstasia. With nowhere to go, Inanis joined the Organization as a Nether Envoy, knowing it’s not a wise move but having no other option. Wherever Inanis goes, the Chord follows, even if it means becoming a dehumanized tool. Most Instruments are repurposed from dying prisoners, but the Chord went through the excruciating process willingly, happily. In return, the Organization agrees to leave her unprogrammed, meaning much of her ego is still there. The memories that she manages to retain are all miserable, except for the portion involving Inanis.