>>21337307>GlalieA heart of stone protected by an ice cold front. When I unleash my powers I hide my true identity under an armor of ice and possess the ability to freeze and shape the water in the air as I see fit. Shackles, caltrops, blades, and what-not - all of it can be made from ice as long as the air is most enough and it is within my range.
The icy armor has a side purpose though. It is not only a means for my protection, but for the protection of everything around me. Upon breaking a massive burst of frigid cold radiates from my being. (That's Mega Glalie for you.)
>StoryTo say the first few years of my life were mundane would be an understatement. I grew up in a small town, made some good friends, went to school and was just being a kid. I guess I was a bit too mundane however, I was always the third wheel in my group of friends because I never stood out enough to be the best friend. Eventually good friends turned to friends, friends turned into acquaintances, acquaintances became non existent.
I just didn't want to stir up any drama I guess. When people asked I froze up and barely uttered an answer. Being a bother was my worst fear, so instead i retreated and wallowed in my own self pity. I grew cynical and cold as the time went on. I cursed myself for being so boring and uninteresting. People caught onto that, but I just didn't want to be a bother so I buried myself deeper into my ice cold facade until something just snapped one day.
I started taking walks to vent my frustration, and on one particular winter night the weather really picked up and I had nowhere to run. Stupid and stubborn as I was I refused to call for anyone to pick me up. I sunk into the snow and admitted defeat to nature. "This is how I die? Alone? Having accomplished nothing? I guess it's fitting for a mundane girl like me." I accepted the cold, and the cold accepted me. The blanket of snow that covered me felt warm and peaceful, like I was for the first time in forever loved
