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Twisted Desire
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A lot of people say there is no such thing as God, right? Not to these people.
God has long forsaken the human race, regarding it as the least of his worries when people began taking many innocent people's lives under his name. Since then, he has sent angels to dispose of them. Then how are we still alive, then?
Your lord and savior is not who you think he is. He is the eternally damned, Satan. Feeling pity on the poor humans, he has protected them for millennia with his sons and daughters he sent to fight off the angels sent to kill the human race, disguised as humans themselves. As well as saving humans, demons have also managed to breed with humans, giving birth to many hybrids that always seem to succeed in one way or another.
However, as time went on, people became more and more aware of the demons and hybrids, and have taken to kill them off slowly, to where there are fewer protectors of humans left. As time went on, the angels have been succeeding in their plans to slowly kill humans, seeing them as only miserable playthings, ants under their magnifying glass.
And here's where we start. Meet Dawn, a 3/4 Demon 1/4 Human hybrid who protects her own town, and struggles to keep her secret while maintaining the life of an average human teen girl. Doesn't seem too hard, until you consider the fact that she has exorcists wanting her head and angels are coming in swarms to defeat this brawling champion.
Will Dawn's secret be discovered, or will she be killed before it does?
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Name-Dawn Bornogo
Age-16
Demonic Power- Illusion
Demonic weapon- A set of claws, called Camael's claws
Normal Appearance-
Demonic Appearance-
Personality-Dawn is very intense and tough, with an easily provoked attitude. She has always taken her job almost too seriously, that she doesn't seem to fit into the human world. She seems very quiet and lonely, which puts a lot of people off. However, she simply feels like she's gonna be outcasted if she even tried.
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Dawn hissed as she fell back, her heels digging into the ground. This angel was one of the strongest she had show up in a long while. The woman with red wings cackled as she lingered over Dawn, her hands on her hips.
"This is the champion of Scarletsville? I expected someone with a little more spunk, as well as someone older. At least you're cute, so I can keep your head when I'm done," The woman said as she dipped down, flying fast to Dawn. Dawn slowly set down, her glowing eyes locking towards the angel. Setting her sharpened teeth, Dawn jumped towards the angel just as fast.
The angel smirked as she thrusted a blade into Dawn's torso, pulling her close and cradling her head to her chest. As the angel gently touched the ground, she pulled back to look at Dawn's body, only to see her hands empty and golden blood dripping from her immaculate white gown. Slowly, with wide eyes, she turned her head to see a panting Dawn, her eyes almost overpowering, "Emerald Feather, of Scarlet wings, You are now condemned to death. May my ancestors have mercy on your twisted soul."
With a deafening roar, and a burdened grunt from Dawn, Emerald fell to the floor, but dissolved in thin air before she hit the concrete. In her clawed hands, Dawn held a golden jewel with a red center that faintly glew. The angel's soul. Indeed an expensive item, but nothing more than a collectors item in Dawn's eyes. As she faded back to her human form slowly, the diamond turned to a charm of a red feather, which Dawn placed on the silver bracelet her father gave her, which was overflowing with charms of many shapes and colors.
Fixing her uniform, she heard the school bell from behind the building, and sighed,"Shit, Again..." However, she heard a sound, and turned to look over her shoulder.
God has long forsaken the human race, regarding it as the least of his worries when people began taking many innocent people's lives under his name. Since then, he has sent angels to dispose of them. Then how are we still alive, then?
Your lord and savior is not who you think he is. He is the eternally damned, Satan. Feeling pity on the poor humans, he has protected them for millennia with his sons and daughters he sent to fight off the angels sent to kill the human race, disguised as humans themselves. As well as saving humans, demons have also managed to breed with humans, giving birth to many hybrids that always seem to succeed in one way or another.
However, as time went on, people became more and more aware of the demons and hybrids, and have taken to kill them off slowly, to where there are fewer protectors of humans left. As time went on, the angels have been succeeding in their plans to slowly kill humans, seeing them as only miserable playthings, ants under their magnifying glass.
And here's where we start. Meet Dawn, a 3/4 Demon 1/4 Human hybrid who protects her own town, and struggles to keep her secret while maintaining the life of an average human teen girl. Doesn't seem too hard, until you consider the fact that she has exorcists wanting her head and angels are coming in swarms to defeat this brawling champion.
Will Dawn's secret be discovered, or will she be killed before it does?
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Name-Dawn Bornogo
Age-16
Demonic Power- Illusion
Demonic weapon- A set of claws, called Camael's claws
Normal Appearance-
Demonic Appearance-
Personality-Dawn is very intense and tough, with an easily provoked attitude. She has always taken her job almost too seriously, that she doesn't seem to fit into the human world. She seems very quiet and lonely, which puts a lot of people off. However, she simply feels like she's gonna be outcasted if she even tried.
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Dawn hissed as she fell back, her heels digging into the ground. This angel was one of the strongest she had show up in a long while. The woman with red wings cackled as she lingered over Dawn, her hands on her hips.
"This is the champion of Scarletsville? I expected someone with a little more spunk, as well as someone older. At least you're cute, so I can keep your head when I'm done," The woman said as she dipped down, flying fast to Dawn. Dawn slowly set down, her glowing eyes locking towards the angel. Setting her sharpened teeth, Dawn jumped towards the angel just as fast.
The angel smirked as she thrusted a blade into Dawn's torso, pulling her close and cradling her head to her chest. As the angel gently touched the ground, she pulled back to look at Dawn's body, only to see her hands empty and golden blood dripping from her immaculate white gown. Slowly, with wide eyes, she turned her head to see a panting Dawn, her eyes almost overpowering, "Emerald Feather, of Scarlet wings, You are now condemned to death. May my ancestors have mercy on your twisted soul."
With a deafening roar, and a burdened grunt from Dawn, Emerald fell to the floor, but dissolved in thin air before she hit the concrete. In her clawed hands, Dawn held a golden jewel with a red center that faintly glew. The angel's soul. Indeed an expensive item, but nothing more than a collectors item in Dawn's eyes. As she faded back to her human form slowly, the diamond turned to a charm of a red feather, which Dawn placed on the silver bracelet her father gave her, which was overflowing with charms of many shapes and colors.
Fixing her uniform, she heard the school bell from behind the building, and sighed,"Shit, Again..." However, she heard a sound, and turned to look over her shoulder.
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