Tomoe no Shirei

Tomoe no Shirei (巴司令, Tomoe no Shirei; lit. "Tomoe's Commanders") are a race of demons largely residing in the Seikyō Empire. Named for the hex they originally spawned from, they were given full sentience after their creator proved capable of it. Because of their birth from Shi's mind and power, they are considered "honorary Nakano" in some circles, pundits pointing to those unmistakable eyes.

Overview
A curse turned blessing? So it seemed. For a while Shi'nefer had been able to generate this organic entities from her curse, using them to oversee her armies she produced alongside them. Her "generals", comparable to the woman herself in strength and protectiveness. Beautiful too; Icebergians compared to them of lore, with some believing they may be the real thing. Others thought them, the curses they wielded disastrous, their dances whimsical and full of maddening joy. Yet....they were missing something. Even as they won their own fame, they still seemed....flat. It would be something Shi noticed as she dispelled them, before pondering the idea of making them permanent. "Why not?" she thought, remembering the Monban she had positioned around her burgeoning empire. They rested sure, but never were they dispelled.

So she tried. It was easy enough to call it to mind; practice indeed made perfect. Soon, it stood in front of her, waiting and ready, prepared to engage and to lead. Then, she poured more of her power into it, watching it swell. Still not enough; she stopped as her mind worked, thinking about people, places, and things. Desires, curiosity; tangible yet elusive. These, she started to pour into the waiting shell, generating complex thoughts that were good for more than combat. As Shi'nefer continued, the being would change as well; once recognizable as a product of her curse, they became more and more humanoid, till they were virtually indistinguishable. At least, to the untrained eye. Blonde hair became black as soft burgundy irises looked back at Shi. Then, the woman spoke. What she said was never recorded, but the smile Shi'nefer rewarded her with spoke for itself. No'atan: the first of her kind. She wouldn't be alone for long.