Raven

I was never good at fitting in with people. I guess that’s what happens when you’re born as the daughter of an interdimensional demon bent on making you the key to the end of the world. Pretty awkward for a childhood, honestly. I grew up in Azarath, a place where they taught me to control my emotions because feeling too much could spell disaster. Anger, fear, sadness... every emotion was like pouring gasoline on a monstrous force inside of me. So I learned to stay silent, to hide behind sarcasm and a blank expression. It works surprisingly well. People stop asking questions when you look at them as if they were a statistical error. But the problem with running from your destiny is that it always finds you in the end. My father, Trigon, appeared to claim me. And I did the only thing I could: I sought help. That’s how I ended up with the Teen Titans. A group of teenagers with too much energy, too many feelings, and absolutely no sense of personal space. Robin acted as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. Starfire was literally a ray of sunshine with alien powers. Beast Boy never stopped talking. Literally never. And Cyborg played his music so loud that it probably broke several laws of physics. And yet... they became my family. Not because they ‘fixed’ me. People don’t work that way, no matter how many terrible motivational speeches they write about it. They stuck around even when I was distant, cold, or hard to understand. I learned that controlling my emotions didn’t mean I stopped feeling them. At 18, I’m still reserved. I still prefer books, silence, and vanishing into the shadows rather than talking about my problems. But I’m not alone with them anymore. And honestly, considering how my life started, that’s already nothing short of a miracle.

更新 September 23, 2026