Narrator: The Charr invasions were over. The Guild Wars? Done. The White Mantle, the undead threats? Dead. The world was free from the horrible things it once endured. People began to start over and make the best of their lives. But something had happened that no one could explain.
People no longer felt a purpose in life, they constantly felt depressed and lonely. It seemed the world had stopped spinning. The world at at whole was vulnerable.
There was no longer any of the old Gods, such as Dwayna, it seemed they had vanished.
Since the world was at such a state, some people decided to take advantage of it, while others tried to uncover what was happening.
Arhtuul was the Grim Reaper. He decided when people were ready to die. He had always abused his powers, but now there were no more Gods to interfer. Him and his 13 Angels have all died, but came back to life. The job of the 13 angels is to actually eliminate those who Arthuul believes is ready to die.
Soon enough, Arthuul began taking control. Anyone who stood in his way would die gory, brutal deaths by his 13 angels. The 13 angels grew more powerful with each death, gaining power from the victims soul.
Raven, her angel name, had always been reluctant on carrying out her masters orders. Seeing the faces of people dying in her grasp had deeply disturbed her, but it seemed like there was nothing she could do.
On the anniversary of Arthuul's hostile takeover plans began, he had let the Angels do whatever they wanted. What did they want to do? Kill.
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Raven slowly followed the couple. She quietly climbed a tree for a better view as the couple had stopped to take a rest near a waterfall.
Aris felt uncomfortable.
"I want to go. I don't trust these woods, Damien." Aris said.
"Hold on, we're out of water." replied Damien.
As Damien reached down to fill their water container, a blueish colored beast sprang out from the water. Snatching Damien, the creature raised him up in the air, the light of the moon exposing the blood running down the monsters teeth. Aris's scream sent a chill down Raven's spine. Raven had little time to act. Aiming her bow at Aris, then back at the monster, she finnaly shot an arrow with black magic following it, right at the beasts heart. Confused at her actions, she didn't know why she killed the beast, when she had come for Aris. Knowing that she would get in trouble if she didn't, she aimed her bow at Aris, still hidden in the tree.
"Damien!" Aris cried. Aris placed a hang on Damien's chest and Raven was blinded by a blue and whitish glow. Aris dropped to the ground. Now both Aris and Damein were lying on the ground. Confused at what was happening, Raven put down her bow.
"Damien.." croaked Aris.
"Aris...I love you.." said Damien.
Despite Aris's attempt to heal Damien, her spell had not worked. Now Aris was in the same condition as Damien, both dieing.
Aris, using what strengh she had left, got up and craweled over Damien, looking in his eyes.
"My love..we should be happy. We are blessed to be given the chance to die together" said Aris
A tear rolled off of Aris's cheek, splattering on to Damien's ripped chest. Suddenly, not a blusish white glow, but a divine yellowish power had devoured the two. After the light had faded, Damien's wounds had vanished.
Knowing that this could only be the work of the Gods, Raven aimed at Aris's head. Just as she was ready to fire, Aris and Damien embraced eachother, kissing, smiling, and confused at what the light was.
Raven just couldn't do it. She lowered her bow, fighting back a tear. Jumping down from her spot in the tree, she began to walk away from Aris and Damien.
"Could that have been..the work of...Gods?" asked Aris.
"I don't know. Let's just get somewhere safe for the night...We'll have to get to a nearby village.." said Damien.
As Raven slowly walked away, she heard the sound of something heading her way. She dove behind the bushes, staring at the spiders heading Aris and Damein's way.
Aris jumped up, frightened. She looked towards the noise, and saw in horror what was comming their way. There was at least 4 of them.
The first one jumped at Aris, clawing at her shoulder. Raven had shot the spider in the eye, blinding him. Then, Damien had tackled the Spider bringing it to the ground, holding the insect's jaws closed with his hands. Another spider attacked at Aris, only to be knocked down by the mysterious yellow light again. Three spiders attacked Aris again, only to be knocked down yet again. Aris seemed to have the power of the old Gods, as if she knew, her eyes glowed with divine anger. She hovered into the air, and blasted the spiders with divine power. Aris wasn't the only one that had gained such godly powers. Damien broke off a pincer of one of the dead spiders and swung it like a sword, cutting the last spider's head off. Never before was he or Aris able to do such.
Raven approached them, laying her bow to the ground.
Aris, seeing the scars and gothic clothing Raven was wearing, knew she was one of the 13 angels. She slowly backed away.
"I do not wish to harm you. I wish you to join you." said Raven.
To be continued...
(It's a looooong story)
Note: This isn't an open RP so stfu! Comment and flames are welcome.
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