Its dawn, but in this world the sun no longer smiles upon us, all we've come to know is darkness and fear.
Sitting atop a capsule is a tall dark haired man, 22 years of age, he stares into the darkness wondering if there ever will be light again, he who never cared, who was always indifferent suddenly longs for the lost world.
^sighs^ "This sucks"
Who knew he could feel so adamantly about something, he had lost everything, when he was 5 his parents had died in an accident, when he was 9 he had wished he too died in that accident, he lost everything at 5 and that day he lost himself at 9, he had been alone since then.
Perhaps the world is unfair but he never cared about all those things but at this moment he truly believes this is unfair.
Being forced to live as prey, hiding in capsules away from the demons, devils and beasts it really ducks.
He jumps down his capsule, a three storey building you could call it, when the world cycle broke change came, not only the feeders as we call the strange beings who arrived but among humans a few had experienced change, most appealing and most unappealing.
Some humans had been granted powers, we do not know why, most were gifted with angelic powers to purge the demons, devils and beast, and few were cursed with powers of demons and devils, his was the latter, hated for their powers they were segregated to the lowest ground were the predators roamed freely while the Angels lived in haven, the highest city, there it seemed like a different world but how would he know, the Damned were restricted from Going above the third floor.
Its been two years since the cycle broke, at first it was thought to be the end for all of us but we have adapted to this New Cycle, the damned are feared to be allies of the devils as they demonstrate characteristics and miniature power of devils when they awaken but the Ceddines are revered as saviors of civilization
"There is no use sulking about it is there"
Damian speaks to himself, at that moment he hears a growl, this disgusting smell and evil stench, ^ Tilts his head and looks to his right with a death stare^ it was a beast, dark with blue spots that illuminate, it had just chummed into two humans and sets his sights on Damian.
"Tch disgusting, how is a cravel on this parts" ^looking around^.
*The Cravels usually hunt in packs of three with a demon in control but this is rare to see your type alone*
*I'll have to be careful, nothing i hate more than surprises*
Before He could finish with his thoughts the Cravel launched at him, it is a flat landscape so naturally he is at a disadvantage, noticing the attack late he quickly gets out of the way.
*That was close, and whats with this Cravel, its fast, its speed almost matches that of a demon, what exactly is going on here, tch, no use thinking about it now, if I'm not careful I could actually die*
*Its features are distinct, its nails are sharper and its bigger, if it didn't have the distinct spots i would have a hard time telling its a Corvel, this is going to be tricky*
Bartz had his sword on his back, his was different it was two curved swords both black each opposing each other in the same case.
^Takes out his swords^
They were unlike anything used these days, he held both of them like daggers, though they were short but the were nothing like daggers and were a bit longer, he spun the one in his right and put it across his face, his eyes fixated on the Cravel, the swords looked light as a feather.
"Well looks like we have to play again medjinn"
That was the name of his swords, a double blade, light to aid flexibility and speed due to his fighting style, he had grown accustomed to not using his powers so he dependend on his ability and medjinn.
But then this was a Corvel a beast which usually didn't give him much trouble but with speed almost likened to that of a demon and the traits that all seem out of the ordinary its definitely way more trouble than your regular Corvel perhaps even more trouble than most demons.
"Tch, let's do this medjinn"
He launched at the Corvel and so did the Corvel, both at high speed, his aim to finish it in one blow, as they meet the Corvel swings at him aiming to decapitate his legs, he evades the attack as he leaps in the air he swings his left blade for the Corvels head but it reacts swiftly drifting to the far right.
"Tch"
Frustrated as he lands he notices this Corvel is not simply just a beast its smart, and his reaction speed is above normal, earlier during the attack as he leapt it had mounted its feet strongly to the ground to grant itself more speed to evade his sword swing, he now understands why a common Corvel was able to kill two Damned even if they were the lowest class, they should have had no trouble taking care of a regular Corvel
*But what is this, we have never heard of a Corvel of this kind, there is so much we don't know, what really lurks on the ground we have abandoned, were we wrong to leave and not confront our threats in the first place.