Angel

[close] You wake up one morning with the taste of ash and bitterness in your mouth. You shake off some aching muscles (though you haven't done any extra activities...) and drag your weary butt to school only to find out that your locker has been messed with. Whether its been filled with dust, water, ashes (of your charred books), or bugs, you all find a strange note with a Cryptic Message. You don't know it yet, but there is a chanting in the air: "A streak of light It shines so bright, Ready eyes meet those of stars You fate's at hand What will you demand, With promises fresh come wars..."

[close] Heaven or Hell? Light or Dark? Good or Evil? Lawful or Chaotic? Paradise or Perdition? Seelie or Unseelie? Malakim or Shaitan? You must choose a side.

[close] ❝Wᴇ ᴇxᴏʀᴄɪsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɪᴍᴘᴜʀᴇ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ sᴀᴛᴀɴɪᴄ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɪɴᴄᴜʀsɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴀʟ ᴀᴅᴠᴇʀsᴀʀʏ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴇɢɪᴏɴ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏɴɢʀᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴀʙᴏʟɪᴄᴀʟ sᴇᴄᴛ.❞ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ On the coast of the Black Sea lies a school for those who possess the blood of saints or those who have bared witness to the untold horrors that lie in the darkest corners of our world. Exorcists, Demon Slayers, Monster Hunters, Dragon Tamers, White Witches and many others train here to become the next generation of heroes. You are born with the Blood of the Sacred, Holy or Angelic. On your eleventh birthday, you receive a letter sealed with wax, with the symbol of a Templar's Cross. Your old life is forgotten, and your new life begins. The only problem is, will you accept your role and kill off even the innocent if told to, or stand for what you believe is right - even if costs you everything?

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