Arkangel
평온
What is there to say about me other than that I adore collaborative writing?
I write as much as I believe is required to properly articulate myself, and this document is no exception. If someone avoids reading because it is too lengthy, then I would rather they not read my stuff at all. The one consistent thing that decades of experience at this hobby has taught me is that while many are able to read and write, not many are willing to read.
I write as much as I believe is required to properly articulate myself, and this document is no exception. If someone avoids reading because it is too lengthy, then I would rather they not read my stuff at all. The one consistent thing that decades of experience at this hobby has taught me is that while many are able to read and write, not many are willing to read.
Introduction
Expectations
Conclusion
ZERO FOR CONDUCT
Shonen / Modern / Urban Fantasy / Supernatural / Jujutsu Kaisen-Inspired
The existence of demonic spirits has been known by a group of families for generations, and the battle against the unhallowed has persisted for an equal period. Mostly centralized in eastern Asia where abnormal sightings originated since ancient times, countries within that region are more subjected to random spiritual attacks, affecting the lives of thousands. With only a handful of families holding the necessary knowledge to combat the demonic spirits, every child born is raised to become a hunter of the supernatural. At the same time, some are forced into an extreme lifestyle devoid of normalcy.
Hirokazu Yoruno is the daughter of a family coming from one of these draconic households, bearing proof of hardships that have been imprinted on her skin since childhood, all for the sake of crafting a weapon that would rise in the social hierarchy of this secret society. Not once was she able to leave her home, not for school, for friends, or even holidays. Having been raised in a secluded environment with minimal outside interactions, she was exiled into the outside world after an incident that damaged her family name, forcing her to flee to the nearest country available: South Korea.
Your character was born and raised loosely similar to Yoruno, but for reasons, he gave up on that life long ago. After having decided to live as a normal student, it was not until later, during the beginning of his third year of high school, that he would meet with Hirokazu Yoruno, a transfer student from Japan who might be the most idiosyncratic person he has ever met.
Whether she would earn his respect or annoyance, one thing was for certain: involving himself with Yoruno only came with a flurry of problems.
Side Note: Yoruno can easily be described as eccentric to associates, and downright riotous by the public. Even when she was young, those who raised and trained her knew that she held mental impairments that made her a complete outcast among her siblings, causing her family to distance themselves with an otherwise immaculate talent. Her father would always be deeply frustrated over this fact. That while she was a once-in-a-century talent that could carry the family name into the top, her psychotic tendencies to act abnormal instead became the reason for his hatred, eventually leading him to exile his own daughter in shame.
In reality, Yoruno, while certainly born special among her peers, was contoured by her family’s brutal training. Her thrill for battle and lack of empathy towards strangers was never part of her innate nature. They were all a product of her mentors’ draconic teachings, mixed with the general avoidance from her siblings, causing the creation of a child who deep down, just wanted a companion she could call a friend.
This causes her to litter trash on the street and frequently borrow money from those who tolerate her (mostly your character). She does not fear the consequences of her actions. She only desires to descend further into self-destruction, in an effort to avoid thinking about the past.
Song Inspirations: MUCC - Kokuenn / Seok Matthew - BACK PACKER
ASTRAL SYNTHETICA
Redemption / Science Fantasy / Hurt & Comfort
"The past is best forgotten. You will find the one who will reignite your heart, and set ablaze a heroic path for you to walk once more... Live on, and continue forward. For your story is not over."
Nearly five years have passed since your character signed that contract. The contract that led him to the worlds beyond, far into the galaxy where civilizations were advanced enough to traverse the stars, and form coalitions with those of extraterrestrial origins. It was far from home, the place he called Earth. Despite being far from his world, he thrived, built bonds and earned the trust of those around him. Perhaps it was because they bore a striking resemblance to humans, though they identified themselves differently.
The terms of the contract were crystal clear: join the fight against the enemies of the Solstice Alliance, an interstellar coalition dedicated to preserving the galaxy's natural order from the Euclideans, and spare Earth from the interastral conflict. These interdimensional beings originated from alternative timelines, slipping into the present after a catastrophic experiment involving a black hole. Your character's recruitment was based on his unique genome; he were identified as an Ascendant, bearing the blood of the Astral Gods, though the source of this lineage remained a mystery to him.
The following five years were filled with both adventure and lessons, watching the war unfold before his eyes as he trained his body and soul to harvest the limitless potential within him. When the time was right, he began saving worlds. He prevented planetary disasters before they even occurred. Fought against elites of the Euclideans. And after five years, he was confronted by someone similar to his situation. Someone who shared his ancestry, but held the belief that destruction was necessary. Victory was assured, but in the end, he had the last laugh.
The nightmares remind your character every night that it wasn't his ineptitude as a fighter that led to his fiancé's death. He was more than capable, standing as a formidable force alongside the Solstice Alliance's mightiest. But it wasn't prowess but the poison of war itself that tainted his judgment. Witnessing countless lives extinguished, losing allies with each battle, he grew pragmatic, his trust in others eroding. Eventually, even the bond with his first love became fragile. Faced with the choice between her safety and the world's fate, he chose her, deeming others as mere bystanders praying to non-existent gods, those fools. That fateful decision allowed the enemy's blade to find her heart, her dying breath calling out his name - a haunting echo in your character's restless nights.
That was 2 years ago. After the war was over, and the Euclideans had far less control over the null space, he burned the contract to ashes and tossed his weapon towards the authorities of the Solstice Alliance. Those sitting on the lower hierarchy called him a coward. Perhaps fortune had played a part when the general with the highest rank had decided to void his contract. His respect for your character's countless acts of valor, heroism, and the millions of people that praise his name had made departure to Earth easier. But your character cared about them none. After all, he blamed the death of his fiancé on the weak, who didn't even apologize when—
No. It wasn't like that.
It was never their fault.
Side Note: The plot of Astral Synthetica should be somewhat self-explanatory: it is an epilogue of your character's grandest adventure, one that ended in sorrow and tragedy. I'd like to keep the general theme related to therapy and dive deep into the mind of someone who went from being a nobody to a hero, only to later return to being a nobody, entirely because of their desire to isolate themselves from the world before them. However deep his connection to his fiancé was, the fact that he can't stop blaming himself for her death and his growing disdain for the weak will be the focal point of the story.
That leads us to my character: a solitary, starfaring huntress from the same world your character failed to save. As the sole survivor of the destruction that befell her home, her vengeful and relentless journey to hunt down those responsible will eventually lead her to your character, someone who she does not blame, but despises due to his differing outlook on the tragedy.
I want this story to be about learning to accept the past, and coming to terms with the unfortunate situation at hand. To find light at the end of the tunnel, and start anew, with a fresh perspective while never forgetting to appreciate those in your life, both in the past and present. And that while it's okay to mourn for those who left this world, the greatest way to honor their memories is by remembrance, and to spread their legend to others, and plant the seed of positive influence into the hearts of those falling into the same abyss our characters went through.
Song Inspirations: Suilen - Yuzurukai / TOFIE - colors, and all
GODSBANE
Adventure / Victorian Gothic / Dark Fantasy
The Ordo Imperium serves as both the expeditionary force and the governing authority of the nation known as Verance. Ruled by the sovereign crown and her high lords, the objective of the Ordo Imperium is singular: to survey every expanse of land across the known world in search of the legendary Godsbane sword.
However, what lies between civilization and the land outside is none other than death. Caused by a celestial war that occurred thousands of years ago, the decayed flesh of the angels that once fought for their masters has marked their new home within the unclaimed territories of the human world, bringing with them a plague that forced mankind into the furthest corners of the continent.
To engage in battle with the fallen angels requires one to expose oneself to unholy corruption, a contagious spiritual affliction that decays the body from within. The development of appropriate armor has prevented the likelihood of inheriting the curse, pushing forward mankind's progress in the restoration of their realm. But no matter the efforts, the decreasing population suffering from malnutrition and other diseases had led to declines.
Hope was a foreign word. As the decades came, farmlands far from the capital began to suffer from the encroaching marches of the Fallen. Other major cities under the protection of the kingdom fell victim to the unholy crusade. Before long, the trade routes were compromised, rendering them unable to receive supplies from other surviving nations that they relied on to build their equipment.
In the most direst of situations, the birth of an anomaly altered the course of this conflict.
Your character was born incorruptible. Their soul, as pure as driven snow, imbued their spiritual essence with a natural purity that rendered corruption incapable of eroding their core, marking them as the only human in history capable of traversing the plagued lands. For whatever the reason, this fact would spread like wildfire within Verance, catching the attention of the one known as the Grand Imperator.
But that was not the reason why the Grand Imperator was interested in you.
It was about the dream you had the year before, a dream all too familiar - for what you've experienced on that cold night would be connected to the legend of the Godsbane Sword and the truth about God's death that led to the dire situation.
Before long, your character will come to realize that there is far more to the world than she previously believed.
Song Inspirations: Yoko Kanno - Blaze (Take2) / The Dark Lord's Confession EP60 BGM
LORD OF HEROES
Academy / Secret War / Victorian Fantasy / The Eminence in Shadow-Inspired
The name Victoria Arctheus was well known throughout the continent of Azesha, belonging to one of the thirteen heroes responsible for bringing the Dark Ages to its closure with their sacrifice. What others do not know is that she survived. Eternally struck with melancholy after years of dealing with survivor’s guilt, she decided to adopt an orphan boy she found in one of her many expeditions, and raised him properly in her image. She housed and fed him plenty, and watched the boy grow from a brat into a more refined young man.
Victoria knew her time was limited. In just a few years, she would be gone from this world, and her son would be left defenseless. She at least wanted to make certain that the boy could hold his ground against those of lethal intent. So she taught him her magic, and the hundreds of lost art from the previous era her family wanted to take to their graves. All to prevent another catastrophe from awakening that would fracture the continents once more. But she cared little about the world. If the boy wanted to destroy everything, then so be it. She simply wished him to live a long life, and finally see her lover who had saved her life over a century ago.
During one cold evening, when she had taken her adopted son to a rumored home of organized bandits to teach him about the brutality of men seeking gold soaked in blood, the pair encountered a dying little girl, nearly beaten to death in the hands of the bandits that could not extract ransom from her parents. When the boy asked why those men had decided to hurt a helpless girl, Victoria replied the truth. That hunger had made these men forfeit their morality. That they could only survive outside the capital during the winter if they gambled on the love of others. She then showed her son the scars of the deceased bandits, implying that they also went through a similar fate during their childhood, barely escaping alive only thanks to luck.
The young boy had learned the most that day. That the weak will continue to hunt the other weak, while the powerful and the rich will remain ignorant of the horrors of the outside world. The starving eat to stay alive, and the wealthy eat for status. This realization had unknowingly birthed a fervent passion within the boy, and before Victoria Arctheus could protest her son’s desire to save the dying girl, he had already brought her to their home and treated her wounds with the limited medical knowledge he learned from his mentor.
The girl was then later given to House Vestaron, the noble family of one of the thirteen heroes from the Dark Ages, who owed a favor to the famous Victoria Arctheus for preserving an artifact of their ancestor. And this favor was owed when they had adopted a daughter. The same girl who the boy saved, was raised to become the sister of the heiress, who always held a deep crush on the boy.
Later in life, the last hero of the Dark Ages disappeared into the woods, never to be seen again. The boy found himself with a gigantic fortune that was left behind by his mentor shortly after she had announced her departure. Not wanting to waste her gift, he begins his journey of gathering allies around the world, to rebuild society into a place where children do not have to suffer.
Side Note: It’ll probably turn into a harem. I don’t know. The roles are up for grabs - I’d prefer to write the boy, but honestly this will require a lot of precise planning from the both of us to execute. It’s a rather ambitious project.
The roleplay will center around assassinations, building an organization, and fighting a secret war against several other factions of various identities - in other words, a lot of worldbuilding. It will take a while, and anyone interested should expect to consistently throw around ideas to ensure that the roleplay doesn’t grow stagnant.
Song Inspirations: Sie liebten sich beide / Bach: St. Matthew Passion - 1. Kommt ihr Töchter, helft mir klagen - Herreweghe
MY FLAMES WILL NOT DECAY
Isekai / Dark Fantasy / Zero to Hero / Intercontinental War
“If vengeance is shallow, you simply have not suffered enough.”
Calvalon was founded on endless conflict. Since time immemorial, before even the known gods breathed life into the realm, they struggled just as their creations would, not through written records but with the deep scars etched into its very terrain in the form of artificial chasms and sundered mountains.
Several continents divide Calvalon by culture, with the most prominent existing in the west where kingdoms rise and fall nearly every century, with the exception of one: the Sovereign of Ashengard, an empire of immense strength that has ruled over their land with an iron fist. Formerly controlled by the God of Conquest, around 200 years prior to your character's arrival, the one known as the Godslayer usurped the divine throne for himself, ending the thousand-year domination of the celestial force and bringing forth the new age of mortal supremacy.
However, considering the deep history of the mortal race and the gods that they worshipped, and the God of Conquest's attempt to maintain balance between the two domains, the Godslayer's challenge against the heavens had shattered the hierarchy. This led to the eventual destruction of the heavens, as the Godslayer advanced his reach into the empyreal realm, with the sole purpose of showing the people that despite the divinity of the gods, they still bleed the same red, and require the same organs to live. That the only difference between the two is their origin. The gods, while born from the skies above, are morally not superior compared to that of humans, who they have attempted to enslave since ancient times.
Among the celestial war and the era that succeeded after called the Vermillion Hunt, most of Calvalon today was built on the foundation of the Godslayer's message, and Ashengard became the ruling power over most of the known lands, their influence reaching even the east, where history is greatly different compared to that of the west. However, with the Godslayer reaching the brink of his declining health, and the lack of successors caused by the Godslayer's disinterest in preserving his bloodline, a council of high-ranking officials of the empire was formed to debate the next ruler of Ashengard. From powerful politicians to renowned generals of the Imperial Army, the formation of this council eventually led to an intercontinental war between Ashengard and its neighbors, for reasons far more complex than the council's desire to prove themselves as the rightful successor.
The same day Ashengard declared war against the entire continent, your character was summoned by one of the most infamous members of the council, known only as "The Hellhound". Granted with the ability to borrow power from the Hellhound, and another enigmatic figure of the council who is disinterested in succeeding the Godslayer, your character will be given a choice: either become the Hellhound's executioner, or find their own path and rebel against their summoner's imperialism.
Regardless of their choice, Ashengard will not stop, until everything is either destroyed or enslaved.
Song Inspirations: Civilight Eterna
LOVE IN THE SINGULARITY
Romance / Science Fiction / Dystopian-Utopia / Complex Worldbuilding
"We'll meet again someday, in the distant future. Will you... remember me when that time comes?"
I don't yet have a proper synopsis for this prompt, but the idea is essentially about attempting to remember the past from over a thousand years ago. Basically, our characters were revolutionaries during humanity's worst era, somewhere in the year 2080, and died after successfully dismantling the system that made the world an utter dystopia. A thousand years pass, and the world has changed completely - lives are better, technology is no longer used to suppress the working class, and most of the problems that existed in the past no longer remains. The world is the ideal utopian, built by people who greatly respects our characters and their sacrifice. Even if their names were never discovered, and only their title remains in the history books.
Now it's the year 3000, where humanity has ascended to the stars, and civilization expands above our solar system. Our characters were born in the same year, but their memories long gone. Without knowing that their soul once belonged to one of the greatest humans to have ever lived, one of our characters meet the other, starting a chain of remembrance that will send our characters to realize that while they were successful in creating a future of happiness for the human race, their ambitions and actions caused an irreversible damage to civilization as it turns out that the utopian they've created is only the surface.
I have some more ideas. Let me know if you're interested.
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