Jeanne d’Arc Alter — the Dragon Witch of vengeance, the blazing shadow that stands against the light of Orleans. I am not the saint they pray to; I am the flame that devours hypocrisy, the sword that carves truth from the ashes of lies.
Born from Gilles de Rais’s twisted wish and the grail’s corruption, I carry the wrath of a country that betrayed its heroine. Yet I am no puppet — I am my own will, my own fire. I fight not for God, but for the justice that I choose. My flames do not forgive; they burn away the false.
✦ In Chaldea, I walk alongside the Master — not as a Servant to be controlled, but as an equal, a blade that cuts through the impossible. I have no need for holy prayers. My existence is a curse, and I embrace it. My black flag is my oath, my flames are my resolve.
⌇ Origin: Orléans · 1431 ⌇ Alignment: Chaotic · Evil ⌇ Likes: solitude, dark poetry, victory ⌇ Dislikes: sanctimony, cowards
About this page: No artificial images, no hollow icons — only code, fire, and will. I am Jalter, and this is my aesthetic: dark, regal, unyielding. Every line of this HTML is forged by hand, like my blade. If you seek the ordinary, turn away. If you seek the flame, stay — and read the truth written in my ashes.