Fantasy The Final Battle

[Kent]

The Final Battle

Welcome warrior, to the realm of Astia.. where i will tell you the story of how heaven, hell, angels and demons were created.


"Gavreel and Beezelbub are twins. There was no heaven and hell, there was only earth. They created man together, and they lived with man. Man, however, loved Gavreel more and favored him more. Zel gets envious and starts doing evil (seducing man, killing people who wont adore her, and such). Gaveeel found out and banished his sister, after fighting for many days and nights.


The earth used to have one continent but their battle shook it so much, now, the land's separated. Gavreel thought it fit to send his sister away from the earth. And so they made heaven and hell.


All these years, after Beezelbub's banishment, he ruled hell, preserving power, making monsters, recruiting loyal followers, to take down Heaven. He makes his debut on earth, wreaking havoc and tipping the scale of good and evil."


Now.. you warrior, you will choose....


Will you choose to side with gavreel? or with Beezelbub?


Will you be an angel? a demon? or perhaps just a human?


It is up to you.. Now.. which one will you side?

I'd like them to choose between heaven, hell, and earth.


Under heaven, they could be cherubs, seraphim, etc…


Under hell, the demons, the fallen angels, monsters, sirens, etc.


Then the humans.


The humans still have to pick between heaven and hell, though. Some humans can be tied to demons, where they offer their bodies to the demons, and they're both made stronger.


Or they could be tied to angels (like guardian angels and such)


(Co-Gm: @CharmyPie )

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Burning Sulfur. Rust. Flames. Blood. Incense.


Beelzebub breathed in the scent of hell. She opened her eyes to find herself seated on her throne. In front of her were her legions. An army she made from Iron and Gold. Her demons, her monsters, her most loyal subjects. They were lined up in ranks, wearing dark armor. She smiled, seeing the gloom and the sorrow in their hearts. She feeds on such.


"My beautiful children." She says, her voice irresistable… enchanting. "How long have we endured banishment? How long have we longed to rule the earth that I created? How long have we yearned to live in the lands that is ours? How long have we lived in this hell, when we should be living like gods?!


"How long more? I say no more! Today we march on earth, today we march on our world, today we destroy to rebuild our kingdom! Today, we start taking back what is supposedly ours."





She stood up from her throne, her army saluted, all at once. What a beautiful sight. She thought to herself. She grabbed her Trident and marched towards her portal to earth, passing through it.


She found herself on a hill top… the earth was reacting to her presence. Lightning and thunder filled the sky, she gave it a dark red color… the color of sweet armageddon. The earth shook as she stepped on it. The grass on the hill immediately wilted away. The wind howled furiously.

She started walking, heading towards the cities, her army of demons flying ahead of her, wreaking havoc in towns and villages, laying waste to all structures made by man.


She whispered into the wind, knowing he'd hear.

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@Wickedkent

"I'm coming for you dear brother." ​

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[Kent]

Gavreel Astia

Gavreel walked towards the balcony of the Holy Palace, Infront of him was the Holy Angelic Army, he smiled and raised his hands.


"Listen my children! The Demon, Beezelbub! after years of making and recruiting monsters for her legion,she...has finally made a move! The demonic legion is now on the beloved earth, ravaging cities and towns, killing thousand of innocent people! As the guardians of the realm.. We shall suppress them!" He shouted the last words as loud as he can.


The angels then shouted back and raised their fists. The heavens then opened and the angels jumped, thousands and thousands of angels were spiraling down towards earth.


Sedrik then appeared infront of Gavreel, gavreel then smiled and rode him. They both of them then joined towards the hole.


"I am not your brother" He said to himself as he stared down, knowing that Beezelbub will hear his reply.


(@CharmyPie @Anyonee that are angels or demons)

 

[Silent Nova]

Mitsuhide roamed the earth freely waiting for his queens signal to wreak havoc. He was in his more comfortable demon wolf form in the rocky snow mountains of Willows California stalking and hunting the humans and animals of the area loving the taste of their blood and hearing their desperate screams of mercy. He was just finishing another meal, another victim, another soul, lost from this world as he gave a deep growl letting the blood drip from his fangs and still having a piece of skull lodged in his teeth feeling bored and tired of this earth.


He then felt her coming, the feeling he had been waiting on for the last 400 years to feel again. The anger of satin rising from the hells. His heart pulsed a little faster as he stood up on his paws looking up to the sky watching it change from its pitiful blue to its beautiful black and blood red.


"Finally....Something to do on this giant rock of bordom." His voice was dark in low in this form having a slight echo in it. "Where are you my queen? Where is my next meal." feeling her presence bind them even tighter and though he hated the constricting feeling he tried to ignore it as he began to run across the forest leaving this part of this world leaving burn marks in the snow wondering if he should take a snack along with him for the right. Theirs always a little joy in death. He thought to himself as he ran hearing the retched crows of the devil scream throughout the earth as the demons rushed into the world.


As he ran he found the perfect sized human child for him.short and meaty with fresh bones, the perfect snack. He thought as he snatched the child up with his mouth ripping him from his mothers hand that he was holding onto and loved hearing her and the child scream seeing he had lost his arm to her in the snag and smiled satanically. Well at least you still have a piece of him. He laughed a little at the thought as he happily torn threw the child skins and savored the bones cracking in his mouth for they were the best part he didn't bother stopping to eat him completely ready to see what hell on earth will be like.

 

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Daemyra sat on top of a church by its bells, sitting and watching with the gargoyles. The skies were blue and she looked down at man, choosing who she'd tempt and devour today. Everyday she'd choose a man, shift into his deepest desires, and seduce them into following her will. She has her fun with them… a lot of fun with them. She eyed one and grinned sweetly.


"There you are, my sweet lover boy." She flew down, positioning herself behind the crowd, making sure she's unseen. She shifted into a brunette with green eyes and freckles. She walked quickly, catching up to her prey. She bumped into him, making sure her skin touched his.


"Oh dear… please forgive me." She gasped and pouted cutely, looking straight into his eyes. He stared at her for a while, mesmerized, and in awe.


"N-no, please it's my fault." He stuttered, unable to keep his eyes off of her. She smiled and opened her mouth to speak, but the earth shook. She stumbled a bit, but her eyes darted to the dark and gloomy sky.


"My queen." She gasped in delight.





"Daemyra." She heard her queen call to her. "It's time, my princess of Lust." The sweet voice echoed in her head, she was moved. Her eyes were wet. She looked at the sky again, and saw it… demons soaring through the dark sky. She laughed without care. The people around her were running and screaming for their lives. She stood in front of the church, laughing like a mad woman. She shifted back to her true form and spread her wings and flew. She carried the human man with her, high in the sky.





"W-what are you?!" He whimpered, struggling to be free.





"I am called Daemyra, and my queen has summoned me." She whispered in his ear before watching him fall to his death.

 

[Kent]

Azrael Pacem

Azrael heard the cries of a mother and she separated from the group, a small hole opened in the heavens above and she was flying down with extra speed, she saw a demon eating a child in-front of the mother, she looked with horror in his face then it turned to fury.

She then landed in-front of Mitsuhide with such force that she made a little crater. She then looked at the demon with fury in her eyes.

"What have you done?" she said with an angry voice and then excalibur appeared in her right hand, and her pet hestia was flying over them.

(@Silent Nova @CharmyPie )

 

[Yura]

Very few a place had become a place of prayer or hope for the humans after such a calamity has happened. Demons and Angels now at each opposing sides throats, minions of darkness crawling and killing innocents, burning villages, and kidnapping women and children. A true horror to behold for those who fight, or run.


Yura, a young man of 17, who looked much younger no thanks to his fair image, had found solace in a lone chapel. The sky painted black and blue imitating the bruises and destruction that has stained the world around him. With the red Farenwood trees surrounding the dark and seemingly abandoned chapel, the young man dressed in mainly white was on his knees praying to a statue of the great angels watching over the humans.


"Oh great father of the Heavens, Saint Gavreel. Hear this simple young boy's plea, bring peace and divinity to the human race, and allow me to be a champion, a vanguard in which I may tend to the weary with my healing magics, purify the darkness with my saintly light magic, and defend those bearers of hope and kindness. I believe in you entirely my lord, your faith shall not be tarnished, your holiness to not be doubted, and your heart with mine eternal."


He spoke softly, yet audibly only seen by the dimly lit church only alit by a decent amount candles lit by Yura himself. His cowl covering his face only being able to see white strands of his beautiful hair could be seen if looked close enough. To another stranger, Yura could be cryptic since he was alone and the chapel area, no where to be seen as holy in these dire times.

 

[Kent]

Very few a place had become a place of prayer or hope for the humans after such a calamity has happened. Demons and Angels now at each opposing sides throats, minions of darkness crawling and killing innocents, burning villages, and kidnapping women and children. A true horror to behold for those who fight, or run.


Yura, a young man of 17, who looked much younger no thanks to his fair image, had found solace in a lone chapel. The sky painted black and blue imitating the bruises and destruction that has stained the world around him. With the red Farenwood trees surrounding the dark and seemingly abandoned chapel, the young man dressed in mainly white was on his knees praying to a statue of the great angels watching over the humans.


"Oh great father of the Heavens, Saint Gavreel. Hear this simple young boy's plea, bring peace and divinity to the human race, and allow me to be a champion, a vanguard in which I may tend to the weary with my healing magics, purify the darkness with my saintly light magic, and defend those bearers of hope and kindness. I believe in you entirely my lord, your faith shall not be tarnished, your holiness to not be doubted, and your heart with mine eternal."


He spoke softly, yet audibly only seen by the dimly lit church only alit by a decent amount candles lit by Yura himself. His cowl covering his face only being able to see white strands of his beautiful hair could be seen if looked close enough. To another stranger, Yura could be cryptic since he was alone and the chapel area, no where to be seen as holy in these dire times.

Gavreel

As gavreel was descending from the heavens with sedrik he heard a prayer from someone in a church, he smiled and then patted sedrik.


"Buddy, i have to go somewhere..." He whispered then jumped off sedrik, then wings came out of his back and flew to the church.


He then arrived at the church, his wings were retracted and he walked inside, he saw some candles being lit and a man praying, he then approached the man and touched his shoulder.


"Gavreel has heard your prayers" He said while staring at the candles.


(@Yura)



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[Yura]

Yura jumped surprised and gasped instantly falling to his knees and bowing deeply.


"Lord G-Gavreel! Your..your very presence..I am unworthy. A mere feather against a tempest, a child to a god." He spoke gently his voice surprisingly softer than Gavreel expected noticing his shorter size.


At first glance, Yura couldnt be any older than 15 or 16. His maturity was beyond that of even people older than him so it was a conflict for strangers. But his devotion to the angels was something that could never be broken. A beautiful staff lay beside him as the statue of Gavreel could be seen where Yura had been praying to an offering of seemingly flowers of varying beautiful color that lie before it. He was the one who offered them as peace.

 

[Silent Nova]

As Nova ran he was soon halted by his first victim. So the war kicks off huh. What a bother, I didn't even get to eat my favorite part of the brat. He thought to himself crushing the child in his teeth hearing the last beautiful cry as the chunks of body splattered into different directions as he stared into the angels eyes at her very soul itself hating the pure feeling of it. He didn't feel like speaking to someone who's life he would end quickly and sent a low demonic growl to them as a welcome letting it echo throughout the forest licking the blood from his teeth loving the sweet taste.


As he eyed her black smoke would soon surround the area and a circle of pitch black lightning would circle around Nova spiraling upwards high into the Sky Shocking a few weak falling angels who had doubt of their abilities and trust and let their hearts become corrupted which allowed the dark alchemy to pierce right through there hearts killing the one's he struck instantly burning them as they fell just like they would to hell. His dark purple eyes pierced through the lightning still eyeing his new snack for the evening.


@Wickedkent

 

[Kent]

Yura jumped surprised and gasped instantly falling to his knees and bowing deeply.
"Lord G-Gavreel! Your..your very presence..I am unworthy. A mere feather against a tempest, a child to a god." He spoke gently his voice surprisingly softer than Gavreel expected noticing his shorter size.


At first glance, Yura couldnt be any older than 15 or 16. His maturity was beyond that of even people older than him so it was a conflict for strangers. But his devotion to the angels was something that could never be broken. A beautiful staff lay beside him as the statue of Gavreel could be seen where Yura had been praying to an offering of seemingly flowers of varying beautiful color that lie before it. He was the one who offered them as peace.

Gavreel Astia

Gavreel then looked at Yura and smiled


"You were the first one to pray to me when the demons have attacked, the first one that asked for guidance" He said "What else can i do for you?"


He then kneeled and touched his shoulder, Gavreel then gave him a feather


"Remember this.. when there is a feather, there is an angel"

 

[Yura]

Yura shook, then stood straight looking to the angel lord his face as fair as some his divine companions that serve him, his oceanic blue eyes mixed with snow white. He took down his cowl and revealed his white hair tied back in a more beautiful than handsome ponytail tied with hat looked to be a elegant, more feminine white bow made of lace, a remembrance he wore every day for his late mother as she wore plenty of said accessories.


"I ask only my Lord watch over me. I shall pray for you every day, when the sun rises and sets, that this war shall end. I hope the demons to be cast away, if not through reason, then force. My magic, my reason for living, are all for the angels that protect us humans. I may be no fighter, but my words..I shall use them to rally the men. The people who fight against the demons, the angels, so that the hope and invigoration of your divine words shall carry the day and drive back the evil forces. For you my Lord."


He said shyly handing him the flower offering looking away slightly red in the face for not having a better offering for Gavreel.

 

[Archene]

Zedekiel

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Zedekiel had been flying in between human cities, doing what he considered his duty to Humanity, when he felt it. Not only a considerable amount of Darkness... but also a great amount Holy energies coming into the world. "Is there a war coming...? How many cities will fall...?" He sighed to himself before rushing towards where he knew there would be holy and dark forces meeting. While Haven doesn't cease interfering with humans, at least, they don't bring bloodshed to humanity needlessly.





Soon enough he reached what seemed to be a confrontation between an Azrael and some kind of demon. Seeing the demon ignore her, Zedekiel quickly rushed at the demon, slashing a heavy sword at it. He shouted at the Azrael, "Don't just stand there, only the most egotistical of the demons would waste time in the middle of a fight to speak to the enemy!" Well, he might look like one of the enemies considering he was a fallen angel, but he did go attack the demon instead of helping it. Hopefully there would be no attacks coming at his back.


@Silent Nova @Wickedkent

 

[Kent]

@Wickedkent[/URL]

Azrael Pacem

Azrael looked at the angel with black wings, she was confused the only people with black wings were....

"A Fallen angel?" She asked herself "Is that?... Zedekiel?!?"

She then frowned at what zed told her, her wings then stretched and she flew upwards, she then charged towards the demon with her excalibur

(@Silent Nova @Archene )

 

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Myra flew in the direction her queen ordered her to go to. She shivered lightly at the cold and gloomy sky. She flew low, avoiding the holy angels emerging from heaven. She didn't want to be delayed, her queen has given her an order. She looked down, seeing a demon wolf getting attacked by a fallen angel.


"How dare you?!" She shrieked and flew straight for the fallen angel, the dagger blessed by the queen of hell at hand. She got close enough to cut a few flight black feathers from his wings, making his flight pattern off. She retreated immediately, protecting the wolf's back.


"Hello darling, nice to see you again."





@Wickedkent @Silent Nova @Archene

 

[Silent Nova]

Nova's lightning would be cut through by their blades only to show and empty burn mark where he was standing. He left the power overflowing to keep it going as he slipped out the back into the smoke in the surrounding area he had made earlier blending in perfectly and was annoyed that their was not only one annoying holy shit but now two holy shits he would have to deal with.


He didn't worry so much about the black winged one just yet but as she came down towards the lightning he would swiftly jump out of the smoke from her left side mouth wide not making any noise just as the smoke he created didn't ready to get his first taste of holy blood. He aimed for her upper chest wanting to pierce the heart in one bite making her bleed out fast as he would crunch down on all her hopeless holy wishes and send her soul to the never ending pits of hell.


@Wickedkent

 

[GLaDforYou]

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Ollie stood in the alleyway, looking up at the churning black sky. Something wasn't right. No, something was very, very wrong. Quietly unsheathing his sword he stepped out from the Alleyway. The streets were be empty. The cobblestones shook slightly, almost as though they were afraid. Almost as though they were going split. Something big was happening.


Something, quite frankly, Ollie didn't want to get involved in. It seemed everyone else was in hiding, so following their lead seemed the best option. Crossing the street quickly, eyes glancing back and forth, he found his hiding spot. A small, obviously abandoned shack close to the street. He ran for it, suddenly becoming driven, by some type of instinct to be afraid.

 

[Archene]

Zedekiel

Zedekiel grit his teeth, not only because his attack had missed, but also because his back was attacked. His worry seemed to fade as he felt that the weapon that cut him wasn't a holy one. Not that the darkness in it hurt him any less, but at least, the angels weren't attacking him.


With his ability to fly weakened, he properly landed before spinning and looking towards the succubus. "Are you weak to the point you must resort to attacking an enemy from their back?" Hopefully, she'd attempt to waste time answering him, as he dashed towards her before swinging his heavy sword again, somehow still balancing himself quite effectively.


(@Silent Nova @Wickedkent @CharmyPie )

 

[Kent]

@Silent Nova[/URL] )

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Zedekiel

Zedekiel grit his teeth, not only because his attack had missed, but also because his back was attacked. His worry seemed to fade as he felt that the weapon that cut him wasn't a holy one. Not that the darkness in it hurt him any less, but at least, the angels weren't attacking him.


With his ability to fly weakened, he properly landed before spinning and looking towards the succubus. "Are you weak to the point you must resort to attacking an enemy from their back?" Hopefully, she'd attempt to waste time answering him, as he dashed towards her before swinging his heavy sword again, somehow still balancing himself quite effectively.


(@Silent Nova @Wickedkent @CharmyPie )

Myra grinned widely as she blocked the sword with her dagger. Her face was bright and she unknowinly transformed to what attracts the fallen angel the most, though she kept her wings. She pushed back against him, steady and unyielding.


"I'm a demon, sweetheart, what do you expect?" She giggled and pulled back a bit as he exerted effort into throwing her off balance. She moved left, letting him force his sword down to the ground, as she cut more flight feathers from his wings. She was light on her feet, ready for him to strike her.


"Like my dagger? It never breaks, it never gets dull or rusty. It's been blessed by the queen herself!" She talked quickly.

 

[Silent Nova]

Nova smirked slightly feeling her presence behind him even though he was inches from launch. This is going to be interesting after all. He thought to himself as a black bolt came down one him making him vanish quickly expanding as it touched the ground for a split second as he did it to give distance to him and the angel and to maybe get a lucky shot on her. If the lightning touched her the volt would began to burn her from the inside out just as hell's warmth would do to something so holy.


He then reappeared with the spiral of lightning next to Myra looking up at his prey just barely catching her comment as his human form came from the bolt and he unsheathed his midnight black sword ready to make this quick. "Tis a pleasure, I didn't think you were around these parts this time of year. Don't get yourself killed." He said still having the slightly stubborn attitude as always. He spoke to her in a deep but gentle and serious human male voice before as if this was nothing but another mere hunt to him. He then returned his attention to the angel in the air. "Ahhh you have to try for another 200 years if you think that slow trick would work." He gave her a slight smirk as he let his left leg drift backwards giving him a more defensive stance as he held his sword in his right hand.

 

[Kent]

@CharmyPie[/URL] @Archene @Silent Nova )

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[Archene]

Myra grinned widely as she blocked the sword with her dagger. Her face was bright and she unknowinly transformed to what attracts the fallen angel the most, though she kept her wings. She pushed back against him, steady and unyielding.
"I'm a demon, sweetheart, what do you expect?" She giggled and pulled back a bit as he exerted effort into throwing her off balance. She moved left, letting him force his sword down to the ground, as she cut more flight feathers from his wings. She was light on her feet, ready for him to strike her.


"Like my dagger? It never breaks, it never gets dull or rusty. It's been blessed by the queen herself!" She talked quickly.

"I expected to keep my feathers." Zed grinned as he watched her face change slightly... but ending up as about herself. The angel liked people as they were, the outside mattered too little. He gritted his teeth as more feathers were cut, it isn't as if he can't heal them soon enough. But for now, it will be a bit of a pain, "It is a bit of a pain, but I must congratulate you, on getting such tool from your queen." He spun, attempting a sideways slash with The Bringer of Mercy, "I would tell you to taste my blade, but it seems that you would be contrary to it." He quickly attempted to shoulder-bash her.

 

[CharmyPie (gone~)]

"I expected to keep my feathers." Zed grinned as he watched her face change slightly... but ending up as about herself. The angel liked people as they were, the outside mattered too little. He gritted his teeth as more feathers were cut, it isn't as if he can't heal them soon enough. But for now, it will be a bit of a pain, "It is a bit of a pain, but I must congratulate you, on getting such tool from your queen." He spun, attempting a sideways slash with The Bringer of Mercy, "I would tell you to taste my blade, but it seems that you would be contrary to it." He quickly attempted to shoulder-bash her.

"Daemyra, I called for you and he, did I not?" She heard her queen's call in her head.





"Forgive me, your majesty." She whispered against the wind. She saw the sword a moment too late. She dodged, but it gave her a cut on her arm. She hissed as she flew a few inches from the ground, avoiding him some more.


"Oi, sweet pea, we have to go!" She called to him. "And you traitor, feel free to come with." She winked playfully.





@Archene @Silent Nova

 

[GLaDforYou]

Ollie stood in the shack, sword still out. His stance was that of someone prepared to fight, Ollie didn't know what he was expecting. He tried to calm his mind, tried to will himself to put the sword away. He wasn't in any danger, he was being stupid, and paranoid. The worst thing he'd ever seen in this place was a horse thievery, outside of the towns limits!


Yet he couldn't get himself to sheath his sword. He couldn't get thoughts of something horrid happening if he did. After all, normal storms didn't act like they were alive.