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Created by Kenshiro_blaze, and Hollow Ichigo.
Angels and Demons, histories oldest rivalry and greatest superstition. Throughout time man has fantasized over the lore of these astral beings. Unaware to them these rumors hold the key to the truth. They exist...
Welcome to the World of Angelik:
The year is 2146 and the Earth hasn't changed much. Everything works the same, technology is better but not as everyone in the past dreamt. The only difference is one thing, humans do not die. Many wonder what happened on that day fourty-six years ago, when the sands of time halted and immortality spawned. The answer. Heaven collapsed, and Hell was elevated.
On that day, Dec 21 2100, an Angel from Heaven was courted by a Demon from Hell, they were known as the Forsaken. Through this union the War of The Immortals was unleashed. During the fight Xexath, the ruler of Hell, cast Darsith, God of the Heavens, down to Earth. His power was so great it changed the face of humanity forever. This gave birth to Immortality.
Six years after the War a group of human researchers found Darsith sealed deep in the froze tundras of the Arctic, unable to free him these humans built a complex over him to study and find what they believe was the cause of the A.I.E, After Immortality Era. Little did they know they would bring about a war that would consume the world itself.
2126, twenty-six years after Darsith was found; that same building, now the leading pharmaceutical company of the World, is known as Angelik. Massproducing a drug codenamed Youth they have ushered in an era of War and Devastation. This drug was meant to reverse times grasp on these Immortal bodies. Aging, disease, and fertility were haulted. It was only natural this act against nature itself would backfire.
First it was insanity, then chaos. Those whom took the drug had an adverse reaction to it. If abused ones soul was forsaken, and they became D-Mods, Degenerated Mod Souls.
D-Mods, these lost souls would become corrupt, the drug forcing the user to seek out their greatest ambitions, and wrap them into living demons. Only a small percent had this reaction. These drug was a curse, and to combat this man created the Angelik Squadron. These human, handpicked for their positive natures, were tasked to hunt down and destroy D-Mods before they spread. Now they continuously battle the growing number of Demons. With the power of Darsith at their side the Angelik Squadron lead the charge against mans mistake.
The metropolis of security governed by Angelik. It's a mostly happy place, humans, discarded by the infux of D-Mods flee to this place do to it's protector's. The Angelik's. Within the city life is as it always has been. Theme Parks, Parks, Carnivals, everything man lost in the past is here. living under this massive doom, life for the normal human is surreal. Child go to school, adults work, life goes on. But the constant threat of D-Mods keep everyone on guard at all times. When alarms go off the streets empty, everything seems to go dark, and dispair returns with the realization that this place is just a lie. Youth is given out in monitored portions, almost everything consumable is made with Youth. Even the flittered water has tracks of the all powerful drug.
Hell-The world of D-Mods. Once called Los Angles, this once properous city has been overun and now serves as the base for all D-Mods whom both fear, and resent Angelik. It's the one place a D-Mod can act as themselves without bringing unwanted attention. Hell also serves as the 'Gather' for powerful D-Mods whom plot to take over what little life remains. With no fear of Angelik storming Hell the D-mods feast on captured humans as if on dinner dates. it's lead by the mysterous, and seductive Ariya, whom seems to know everything going on in the world. She is both loved and feared, because of the loyality she is shown from the D-Mods those whom wish to see her dead must come up with well thought out plans or face destruction.
The War as begun.......
Luxes, the D-Mod with no heart silently sat at a cafe down the street from the Devil's Garden, Ariya's fortress and base of operations. It brought her much delight to see other D-Mod's like herself in one place. Her hunger for more energy was easily filled here. Even now she spotted a D-Mod, his name was Somachi-something, something- subaki. a powerful D-Mod whom caused trouble where ever he stepped. Saliva dripped from the side of her mouth at the thought of all that Distral Power bottled into one being, and he wasn't the only one.
Of the legions, and legions of D-mod's present in Hell Luxes noticed quite a few powerful one slowly making their way to the Garden, which was once the Staples Center before Ariya came in and changed everything. She to had been summoned, like some foot soilder, for a meeting where Ariya herself would make a appearance. It seemed she would finally leave the comforts of her lucious home and grace them with wisdom.
Luxes made a mental note to drain Ariya of every last drop of energy she had first chance she got. Her reward for believing herself their superior. To bad the explodion distracted her from her thoughts, Dreaming of draining Ariya seemed far to estatic at the time.
"Liar!" Somachiryou Katzetsubaki kicked a small framed, loud-mouth D-Mod into a cafe a block or two away. His Distral form bathed in flames as he tracked the path of his enemy through the air and axe kicked him into the ground after it's body smashed through the window. The resulting explosion rattling the surface of the ground leaving it smothered in flames.
"How dare you lie to me? The Truth is that we are untouchable in Hell. Lady Ariya protects and guides us. If that were not true then why are you here?" Soma lifted his arm in the form of a backhanded slap when a burning pillar crumbled behind him. How long had she been there? Alone at a table drinkinv a cup of human blood. She was cute, but a Lair. Soma thought for a second. The little D-Mod dtaring at him from the ground cowaring in anticipation of his next thrashing. But she was different, he know she was faking that her true self was probaly some horrible monster with blood leaking from it's mouth. Just like the pair of D-Mods whom lied and called themselves his parents. All lies.
"Get out of my face before I reduce you to ashes."
Soma leaped into the air in an instant. The fire left in his trail appeared in the shape of wings set ablaze. What a liar. A good one at that. Soma should kill him for it, but he made a promise to Lady Ariya that he would stay calm and collected. The meeting was starting soon in the Devil's Garden. At least that wasn't a lie. It was really a garden of white, black, and red roses Ariya herself planted in this city void of plant life. "Honesty, Lady Ariya I love you." With that he turned and faced the Garden. He was coming.
"Emergancy! Emergancy! All Angelik Squardon members report. This is a Class 3 Alert!"
Tenshi stood with arms crossed in the bridge of the Tempest. A super-duty Cat6 aircraft. Designed to get Angelik's to almost any place in the world in under two minutes. Now there distination was Heaven, home as a few Angelik's called it. To him it was the fight. The mission. Protect..something. His eyebrows sunk into their normal cervice as his fifteen man squad began pouring in, line up and yelling their last name, Angelik Number, and a reporting in. This was a Class 3 Alert. No time for Procrastination, like the life of an Angelik ever allowed one that gift.