Blade User Of Myth

(This fanfiction is an oc based off of my brain written by chat gpt into the story)

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Ava Tokito had never been like other humans. Growing up in the unforgiving terrain of the Sahara Desert, she had learned early on what it meant to adapt and survive. The harsh sands, scorching sun, and relentless winds had shaped her into a formidable force, and she had come to embrace her unique abilities.

She was sixteen now, a tall and athletic figure with an air of cold indifference. Her skin was paler than a vampire's, a stark contrast to the environment she had called home for most of her life. Her hair, an upper-back-length vantablack, flowed like a shadowy waterfall, and her eyes, football-shaped and enigmatic, shimmered with purple irises that seemed to hold a secret.

Ava had a name that resonated with mystery – "Blade." It was both her alias for her supernatural ability and her chosen identity as an assassin. In the world she inhabited, where supernatural beings and humans coexisted in a delicate balance, she had found her place as a hunter, a silent observer of the supernatural world's intricacies.

Her journey had begun in the 27th century, in a world teeming with supernatural abilities. Ava's origin was rooted in her Canadian and Jewish heritage, but her formative years had been anything but ordinary. War had claimed her parents when she was just nine, thrusting her into a world of chaos and uncertainty.

It was during these trying times that Ava's unique ability, |Blade|, had awakened. She discovered that she could conjure any type of blade, transform herself into one, and execute blade skills that were only seen in novels and shows. It was as though the lines between fantasy and reality had blurred, and Ava had become a living embodiment of a mythical swordswoman.

Ava was an original, a term used to describe those whose abilities were extraordinary and unparalleled. Her |Blade| ability was a testament to her uniqueness, and it set her apart from the rest of humanity. Unlike other humans, she held no hatred for the Dalki, understanding that the world they inhabited demanded a different perspective.

The future held countless uncertainties for Ava Tokito, but one thing was certain – she would continue to navigate the intricate web of supernatural existence, wielding her blades and embracing the shadows. In a world where power and survival were paramount, she had carved her own path, and it was one that would lead her into uncharted territories.