Anuiel

Anuiel clung to the rock, claws hooking into the small grooves of the stone. She kept her head low, looking around. Her body occasionally gave a twitch, but other than that, she was still. She was keeping low, the previous group of dragons she had been with having thrown her out after they were done being so unsettled by her presence, and now possibly hunting her down. She was stalking a near a kingdom now. One that's warring against two other kingdoms. From what she could tell, the kingdom was at war with a group of Veilspun and a group of Aberration. She had tried to approach the two inns that sat near the edge of the forest the Veilspun resided in, but neither one seemed too keen on keeping her around. Especially the Imperial, who seemed to sense the fact she was only half a soul. When asked about what her name was, she answered, "many call me Anuiel." The Imperial looked at the Veilspun, who was backing away, a low hiss coming from her, as she quickly turned tail and ran back into her inn. It seemed as though Anuiel having only half of a soul was starting to unsettle the Veilspun a bit too much. The Imperial looked even more uneasy, as if seeing the Veilspun run away meant that whatever or whoever Anuiel was was definitely a force to be reckoned with.
The Imperial spoke again. "Who are you really?" She asked, beginning to back away, slightly.
"If you want the whole truth of it, you'll have to know my story," Anuiel said, looking up at the Imperial, who stared down at her with an unsettled look.
The Imperial finally managed to get a "I don't think I can deal with this", and ran off into her inn, but not before Anuiel called out "my real name is Siethis!"
Now, Anuiel had tried to find another clan to stay in. However, no one wanted to keep her around for long. Any that had any ties with her previous clan were deeply unsettled by her resemblance to Siethis, and even more so when she claimed she was Siethis, despite the fact she clearly wasn't... right? The clans often knew of the story about Siethis, but didn't believe Anuiel no matter what she said. This led her to becoming quite irritable, as the lack of anyone believing her started to make her patience run thin. She would sometimes mutter about rejoining with her other half, which some clans have wrongly believed was her obsessing over finding a soul mate, before they were told that she was talking about a lost half of her soul. The clans would soon ultimately decide the clearly confused and possibly mentally unstable Mirror was too dangerous to keep around, throwing her out when things became a little too much to handle for them. Eventually, Anuiel found herself drawn back to the outskirts of the kingdom she had come across before, which she had learned was called the Forgotten Kingdom. She had tried a couple times to get in, but any time she tried, she was caught and she was thrown out.
And now, she was sitting on the rock, as usual, except this time would be much different. A strange Imperial approached her rock. She hissed, jerking away from him as he stared down at her, his black and red eyes staring down almost curiously at her.
"Well, you're definitely a strange one, aren't you?" He says, reaching out and extending her wing, viewing it. "You're definitely not an average mortal, are you Siethis? Only half a soul." Anuiel perked up when she heard him refer to her as Siethis. "Not many call you that, huh?" The Imperial says. "I was told that everyone calls you Anuiel. Nobody seems to entirely believe you're the lost half of a soul. Kind of sad, really." The Imperial looks around a bit, before returning his gaze to her. "The name is Sonic.EXE, but you can just call me Lord X. I was originally thinking about coming out here to take your soul, but you only have half of one, so it would be a waste of time and energy to take it from you. And who knows what effect it would have on your other half." He finally lets go of her wing.
"What..." Anuiel spoke, but it came out a little quiet and her English was definitely broken from hearing so many languages and not much other English. "What you want from me?" She finally got out.
"Nothing, really, but I do have a place to stay. I know you've tried many times. I also know you tried to find another place to stay, but ultimately came back. I've seen you try to get into the Veiled Forest, too, with the Veilspun, but they didn't seem too keen about you either."
"How you know all this?" Anuiel demanded, glaring at the Imperial.
"Oh, I have my ways," Lord X says, smiling, showing his sharp teeth. "I have eyes everywhere. Some dragons don't even know I can see through their eyes. I stay pretty hidden, as any god should, only coming out when I want to get some souls to bring to my realm. And that brings me to this. If you want a place to stay with me, you'll have to agree to my terms." He sits back, tapping his talons on the ground. "First: Never, ever leave the realm without my permission; you must consult me before you go out. Second: I would suggest avoiding just about everyone except me and my seven guardians; EXEs are violent, fickle demons, and unlike me and my guardians, will tear at any soul they can find, even if it is only a piece of one. Third: I hope you don't mind me occasionally invading your mind and looking through your eyes, especially if you are in the mortal realm; I like to keep tabs on my subjects, especially it's a mortal we're talking about. Fourth: Don't wander too far away from my kingdom; their are EXEs out there that are much more powerful than even me, and will no doubt jump at a chance for a mortal to snack on. And finally: We do not go into the Glitched Extension of my palace for reasons that you do not need to know; go in there, and you'll see the horrors that lay ahead, but you will never be able to tell your tale." He leans his head down to stare at Anuiel. "Do you understand?"
Anuiel nods as Lord X turns around, opening a strange portal.
"Good. Now, follow me." He goes through the portal, and Anuiel looks around a moment, before hopping in after him, ready to start her life anew.