She was an experiment in a prison meant to contain monstrosities created by the gluttony of humanity, the people guarding said beasts dissected them to figure out how they work and what causes people to transform into them. She is one to these experiments, part beast, part god, part human. Her left arm is wrapped in bandages- yet fur is seen with a claw resembling an animal's paw in place of her hand, her right arm has barnacles and coral growing out of it and when she experiences extreme emotions, the barnacles squirt out water. She has gained the knowledge of 34 failed attempts of escape, and when a tide of blood drowned out the prison she fled with a blade of flesh and bone in her left hand and a spear of eldritch origins in the other. Now as she basks in the sun at the wasteland once known as London, she has no way of knowing what to do next.