Angels have always been tricked back to earth so their string could be cut. After this happens the Angel becomes a Fallen, forever frozen at a certain age, never to die, nor ever going back. They are doomed forever to stay on Earth.
Demons were created because of this, instead of tricking an angel back, the human race would accidently trick a demon back. Soon the human race deminshed, only leaving a few survivors. Some of the Fallen angels swore to protect the humans, others want the humans to pay for their crimes and help the demons, while others have chosen no path. The only small bit of hope is within the race called The Fallen...
Pretty simple, ANYONE MAY JOIN!!!
Zyiera was about to take a sip of water. She then heard a scream which made her jump slightly. Zyiera chose the fastest way to the scream, and it was to fly. She easily landed on a tree branch and looked down at the guy. "What's wrong...afraid?" She asked.
He shivered in fear as he huddled on the ground. "Stop...please stop just make it go away" He held his head and ran fingers trhough his cherry red hair. Matako stood up and walked towards the water Zyiera was by. He hid behind a tree and whatched as she cleaned the water. He was still shaking from fear. He tried to back away but tripped over a corpse. He screamed in fear as he landed on top of a dismembered arm.
<<okay!
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Zyiera walked carefully among many of the dead bodies. There had been another attack and the humans barely one. She could feel a demon stare at her only a few yards away, but yet she made no move towards it. Zyiera closed her eyes and felt the gentle breeze that brought the smell of pollution and rotten corpses. She had chosen neither side for she agreed with both in her own ways.