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Real Angels

Era of the Demon And Angels

For centuries, the world has been torn between two divine forces—Lumina, the radiant light of creation, and Umbra, the consuming force of transformation. Angels, born from the sacred Yggdrasil, claim dominion over Lumina, believing it to be the essence of purity. Demons, forged in the Abyss, embrace Umbra, seeing destruction as a path to renewal. Their eternal war was once contained within their celestial and infernal realms—until the Veil shattered. When the sacred barrier between worlds collapsed, Aether—the breath of existence—spilled into the Mortal Realm, twisting lands and beings alike. Amid the chaos, a prophecy whispered of a power that could either restore the Veil… or break it completely. Nimfa, a celestial who questions the rigid beliefs of her kind, descends into the mortal world seeking answers, defying the very laws of heaven. Noir, the son of the demon warlord Malgrath, dreams not of conquest, but of freedom—freedom from the cycle of endless war. Bound by fate, yet standing on opposite sides, they must face a world unraveling at the seams. But destiny is rarely kind. Among the ruins of a fallen kingdom, they encounter Miru, a fragile beastkin child who has known only suffering, her innocence crushed by the cruelty of men. As she clings to them, seeking the warmth of a family she lost, both Nimfa and Noir must make a choice—will they forsake the child to the fate of war, or will they defy their own natures to protect her? As the battle between angels and demons rages on, unseen forces move in the shadows. The truth behind the Veil’s destruction, the origins of Aether, and the forgotten sins of gods themselves begin to surface. Will Nimfa and Noir become the catalysts for a new era of balance—or will they be the final pawns in a war that was never meant to end? In a world where light and shadow refuse to coexist, two outcasts and a lost child hold the fate of all realms in their hands. And time is running out.
richard_banduhan · 1.9K Views

Evil is Real

Not a sound, not even a whisper was heard from the Saint Claire household, it was though the devil came to steal,kill and destroy the last surviving members of the Eastern crusaders - the last line of defense against demons. It was a sad day for Zenemiah, the last son of Kish Saint Claire - a brave crusader who died in battle at the borders of their home land - Hailderguard. The members of the house hold gathered around the grave of their master, brother, friend husband and father, Zenemiah's mom and sister couldn't hold back their tears as the priest gave his final blessings to the dead man. " What will become of the household" - " the boy will be in charge"- the relatives of the Saint Claire's debated behind the crowd - "the boy is only 16, he doesn't even know what it means to be a crusader in Hailderguard", Kish's friend - Northington aforesaid. Zenemiah was just 16 yes, but he had already gotten some experience than the old chubby fools in the church - not because his family was rich, he had proven himself again and again in the church training camp that nothing is beyond limits as long as you set your mind towards achieving it. Hailderguard used to be a peaceful land - a place of the church, the Church of the Crusaders, until the devil came - from the depths of the earth, demons poured and their ways leading to the town's shores. To protect the citizens, the church formed a group of able-bodied men and women to slay the beasts, will the gifts of the Holy swords, the crusaders have kept the demons at bay - it was however unfortunate for Kish, who died in battle. The burial ceremony was over, Zenemiah's mom - Eve, called out the servants in the household and instructed to them to clear all of the dead master's belongings to the space room, just in that moment, Eve's daughter - Victoria interrupted when she was given further instructions to the eldest bulter of the household - Bartholomew. "Why are you doing this mother?".... "Father's burial was today and here you are trying to bury everything that reminds me of him, this is so cruel!".. Victoria cried out - "this is not up for discussion young lady,go to your room and lay your head" - Eve replied with such sorrowful bitterness... "If I may my mistress, the space will be come always for the children to still have a memory their late father" - Bartholomew pointed out.. "Very well, I'm sorry Victoria".. Eve said to her daughter, walking away with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Bartholomew" Victoria said. "It was no issue milady, but I fear the one person who's hurt more is your brother".. Bartholomew tried to sympathize with Victoria. Zenemiah hated everything at that moment - England, Hailderguard, the church, the Crusaders, demons ....even himself. ================================ It was 1845, one more year, he becomes a full pledged crusader but fear in his heart, the chances of him getting that driving confidence back is dim. Death is not evil not good - a law of nature, it can be evil sometimes and evil can be real
Davi_Mations · 8K Views
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