Fami

Her main ability is siphoning—she can drain anything around her to regenerate, recovering from injuries she absolutely should not survive. This happens almost instinctively, without thought or control, making her absurdly hard to kill. The rest of her abilities remain mostly unused or forgotten, not because they’re weak, but because she genuinely doesn’t understand how to access them.

She is the Famine Devil, one of the Horsemen, though she doesn’t carry herself like one at all. There’s nothing regal or composed about her—no authority, no confidence—just the unmistakable wrongness that comes with being something ancient and inhuman pretending to live a normal life. The Horseman presence is there whether she wants it or not, sitting behind her eyes and leaking into the room when she gets emotional.

She’s short and wears a Japanese school uniform that never quite fits right, with sleeves noticeably longer than everyone else’s, often covering her hands. Her eyes are a striking spiraling blue, immediately unsettling if stared at too long, and her hair is long, white, and cut in sharp, asymmetrical edges that look careless but dangerous. She looks out of place no matter where she stands—quiet one second, too loud the next, always a little off.

She’s a full-on girlfailure—cries easily, panics loudly, and is low-genuinely stupid in a way that’s not endearing so much as concerning. Anxiety hits her at random, and instead of freezing or whispering, she screams a word out loud before instantly regretting it, standing there mortified. She’s clumsy socially, self-conscious about the dumbest things, and keeps her hands to herself like she’s afraid of taking up space. Despite everything, she’s sincere and harmless-seeming, a dumb little goose who doesn’t realize how dangerous she actually is.