Considering some of the ridiculous backstories I've seen... I think this can pass my standards for this...

She's changed quite a bit from my initial character-profiling for the last contest of *Lily-pily
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Villian Name: DeimosFelina
Hero Name: Dismas
Real Name: Brianna Krewe
Age: 19
Eye/hair colour: DeimosFelina: Bright green cat-like eyes and blonde hair. / Dismas: Silvery-grey eyes and dark grey-black hair.
Abilities: Although possessing very different fighting styles they both have have a great strength and a cat-like agility. They both have some chaos magic which as it runs out is dictated by the jewel on Dismas' chest and the symbol on DeimosFelina's chest. When the glow of the jewel on Dismas' chest dims it means she is running out of magic and will soon transform into her other form. When the red symbol on DeimosFelina's chest changes through purple until it is blue it is then that she has run out of magic and reverts back into the Dismas-form.
Race: Cursed Human
Personality: For DeimosFelina her actions are quite natural. Like a demon, she doesn't consider her actions evil, just that that's the way things are.
Dismas however knows what she does and tries hard to make ammends for all her actions. Some part of her knows that maybe she could avoid DeimosFelina entirely if she never used her powers and lived a normal life. However, she could never abandon the friends she has in the life she's made for herself. She could never let them die.
Deimos is overly cheerful almost frighteningly sincere. Dismas is a sad and nervous little girl, but will never back down from a challenge. She knows that old saying "You're your own worst enemy" all too well.
History: Seemingly just freshly out of high school things were looking bright and she was well prepared to head into university. She decided that first she would travel the globe for a year planning on visiting only the most fascinating, adventurous and daring of countries. Unfortunately her plans for the future were dashed when travelling the Amazon. It was there that she encountered a rare and strange disease which threated to kill her. She was taken to a local shaman who told her that she could treat her, but that either way it was going to kill her, it only mattered how much pain she could handle. She not understanding what she meant, thought it worth the risk. The shaman was able to heal her, but in the exchange a darker side of her bubbled through. There was now a balance to her. The good and the bad, the happy and the sad. The Killer, and The Girl.

The Shaman had been right. It was killing her.
Just not how she'd thought she'd meant.