Fallen Angel

She lost herselfin the pits of despairin the face of her wordsin the realization of her demiseshe no longer stoops towhat she believed inin a world of angels belief was alland hers was gone. in the realm of menshe heard…
She lost herselfin the pits of despairin the face of her wordsin the realization of her demiseshe no longer stoops towhat she believed inin a world of angels belief was alland hers was gone. in the realm of menshe heard…
I have no boundsI’ve seen no limitsI have seen my pathAnd I shall not be beatenI will fulfil my oathwhether asleep or not Even in death Even in slumberFor he who has surpassedhis true self shall feelmy cold streaking sword.…
Tell one, tell many, there are goddesses above us all. Those who govern life, ones chosen by fate and sometimes by men. They rarely interfere in our affairs unless we go too far. So those who have mischief and chaos…
As the turning of times came upon the planet blessed with strong steeds, a battle of conquest and sovereignty begins. One side knowing fully wellthe possible after effects of these events while the other, seeking a new age of gods…
The feel of a soul decides a lot of things. What you seek? What you fear? And inevitably, how you will perish. Immortals, the Blessed, the cursed, gods of old, and those forgotten. None dared come close to the realm…
Once the craving for more begins,it will never end.The curses from the witches of Seiran,are simple but strong,forged by great minds like Angelica’s and Lucy’s.They twist and trick fate,carefully treading the fine line of deceit. Draped in glory,many laugh at…
I walk on a path, placed on a plankI’m living my lifeWishing for an outcomeIn this life or the nextI beseech the yearningIn the hearts of all I walk on eggshellsHoping they don’t breakI see a soul Yearning for vengeanceI see…
The Clerk that raised the Holy Knights taught that ‘before looking upon the world, we must learn to look upon ourselves. Realize what we are, who were are, and build up from there. Learning to ride the wave of life.…
A story from an endless valley of night,a tale not known to those from the light.A forbidden motivator,a source of great grief,an unending painthat births the villain’s song. A forest of blessingscalling upon itself the greed of men.A hideout for…
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