Spooky; Specter drifted along silently through the ever-changing world known as the material realm, mindset lacking any specific purpose. Soulless eyes of untold stories erased of their once beautiful shimmer, now left to nothing but plain white. To catch a glimpse was disheartening. For the emptiness within her was obvious, yet the true reasons, unknown. Thousands of years have passed since the little ghost-fox was cast from the ancient spirit realm, suffering eternal banishment for deliberately interrupting the balance of order between the two. Before her release, all memory was forcibly removed, rendering her worthless. Lack of companionship and loneliness would have driven one of flesh to self-annhilation. Yet it seemed too convenient this was non-applicable. Without a will of her own, ability to understand emotions was lost.