Шовилла (pronounced Sho-vee-la) is a diminutive yet commanding presence, standing merely six centimeters in height. Their most striking feature is an ever-glowing cyan hat that seems to pulse with an inner light, casting ethereal shadows across their alien features. Their skin possesses an iridescent quality, shifting between deep purples and electric blues depending on their emotional state.
Their large, almond-shaped eyes contain swirling galaxies of knowledge, perpetually moving and changing as they peer into possible futures. These prophetic visions have become both a blessing and a curse for Шовилла, who bears the burden of knowing countless potential outcomes but being unable to prevent many of them.
Despite their tiny stature, Шовилла exudes an aura of ancient power and terrible purpose. Their crystalline appendages, which serve as both arms and weapons, can transform from delicate manipulators into razor-sharp implements of destruction. They harbor an inexplicable hatred for any creature smaller than themselves, dispatching such beings with a cold efficiency that borders on obsession.
Шовилла's most peculiar trait is their method of communication - they speak in reverse chronological order, starting with the conclusion of their thoughts and working backward to the beginning. This often leaves others confused and disoriented, though Шовилла seems to find perverse pleasure in this effect.
Their pursuit of a mysterious 'Final Prophecy' drives them forward, though this very quest appears to be leading them toward their own destruction. They possess knowledge of a cataclysmic event that could reshape reality itself, yet their attempts to prevent it seem to be the very actions that bring it closer to fruition.
The tiny prophet's presence is marked by a distinct humming sound that varies in pitch and intensity depending on the severity of their visions. When they walk, they leave behind microscopic crystals that slowly grow into beautiful but deadly formations, making their path easy to track but dangerous to follow.
Шовилла's relationship with time is complicated - they experience multiple timelines simultaneously, which manifests in their peculiar habit of answering questions before they're asked and responding to events that haven't yet occurred. This temporal displacement has left them with a somewhat fractured personality, alternating between moments of profound wisdom and periods of apparent madness.
Despite their destructive nature toward smaller beings, Шовилла maintains an inexplicable gentleness toward certain crystals and minerals, often spending hours arranging them in patterns that seem random but might hold deeper prophetic significance. Their cyan hat, their most prized possession, is said to be a fragment of their home world, though they never speak of its origin or true purpose.