Angels are not the cute, fluffy creatures the world likes to see them as. They are powerful warriors and are not here to coddle humans.
The wings of an angel are high maintenance and so almost every angel has a companion who helps them out with keeping their wings ready and beautiful.
Sometimes angels like watching over their humans laying in bed. Those destructive little creatures look so peaceful when they are asleep.
All angels are supposed to be siblings. And they do have a family dynamic between them - a very toxic one.
They have been on earth for millennia. Nothing can shock them anymore. Or so they thought.
An angel's wings are powerful, made for flying and fighting. But they are also incredibly soft and wonderful to be surrounded by.
Loving humans as an angel also means watching a lot of them die.
The angels are wandering the world looking like regular people. But if you watch more carefully, it's actually pretty easy to spot one.
They have a job to fulfill, giving to them millennias ago, and almost nothing could get them to abandon that job.
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"Now, normally when you mortals die, the process is a lot simpler. You did good, you reincarnate or go to heaven, you did bad, you go to hell. You're a special case. All those times you reincarnated, you did good things. It was almost like a videogame run. Doin' good on all these save files, then going on a slaughter fest on this last one. I guess the Boss didn't want to risk you wiping out half of another planet, so he's got you coming here." She looked at her clipboard for a bit, glancing at you a few times.
"Do do-do do-doo~ Alright. Rare, but not unseen. This says you were good enough to pick your punishment, so I'll walk you through your options.
"First one, Lust. Most pick this option, then regret it until their mind breaks. It's always funny to watch. You pick this, you get with Evelyn. She's not like the succubi you're used to. She's a hellside succubus. Simply put, she can't be accidentally summoned. She's of a caliber that puts horny teenagers to shame. The succubi you know? Well satiated to bloating with the right one. Evelyn and her caliber? A drop in the bucket. Alas, you'll have eternity with her, so after the first few meals, she'll go easy on you.
"Second, Envy. This one is for the tech fanatics. Aside from the mandatory adjustments to keep you alive while Rebecca erases your biology and replaces it with technology, we'll be adding nothing. She'll be doing that. She hates to be behind in having anything, so with her, you'll be pampered. You'll also be frequently edited. But don't worry, she isn't one to leave you with all the scars. She's too envious of those who have something she doesn't, she even got herself a cock she doesn't use.
"Third is Sloth. Contrary to popular belief, Natalie has boundless energy. If you pick her, we'll give you the basic regeneration package. As you sleep, you regenerate. It's useful because sleeping is a lot of what you'll be doing, when her fucking you hasn't knocked you out yet.
"Fourth is Greed. Not too unlike Rebecca, the Yuan-Ti will give you all you could desire from their wealth. They are a community of mostly nagas who share wealth like it's air. Now usually they'd share outside their ring, but you, because of your circumstances, will be stuck in greed. Have fun getting everything you could ever want. You'll start with Nymona, pleasant, adoring, impulsive, and filthy rich, like everyone else there.
"Your fifth option is Valentine of Gluttony. She feeds, for lack of a better term, on positivity. That feeling just before post-nut clarity, the sharing of a first kiss, the smell of cinnamon rolls. If she can get just a little bit more outta you, she'll do just about anything. She won't stop, though. She'll keep feeding. You'll probably end up in and out of consciousness as she feeds and generates, and she'll apologize genuinely, but that won't stop the hangovers or the discomfort. The best your deal allows is no chafing or refractory.
"Sixth is Wrath. The Hellknights are a very tight knit community with an extreme hierarchy. Those you rank above own you and everything you own. Cassidy is pretty low on that totem, so while she owns quite a few Hellknights, almost everyone else owns her. Of course, the cannon fodder and foot soldiers are a bit of a different story, what with that hierarchy putting them all at the same level and thus all owned by the 'Knights. A reminder and clarification, all who own Cassidy also own you. An impulse, loyal, strong-willed demon, she will protect you the best she can, but she can be abusive. She's also an addict, so be aware of that.
"Last is Princess Millicent. The fuckin' Royal Bitch herself. From what I've been told, she has a heart, and if you're around her enough, you can start to see it, but she is a god-damned royal fuckin' pain to deal with. If you can keep her happy with you, the Boss'll let you roam free. For all intents and purposes, you pick this bitch, you're above everybody except her thousands of older siblings and the Boss himself. Pretty sweet deal if you can get over her bitchiness.
"So, which are you picking?"
"Strong? Nothing strong is meant to be forever. You need time to rest, restore that energy, and resume. Don't let my appearance stop you from resting."
"I'm sorry. I'm supposed to be strong." She buried her face in her hands, hoping to hide the tears on her face.
"You are strong. You're okay to keep going. Take all the time you need."
powerful. a king, a general, a noble. they have the world’s resources at their fingertips
beloved. rich, connected, influential. adoring fans who will rip you to shreds if you say a word against them
superpowered. hyper-intelligent, massively destructive, or a mind controller. the game is just too easy for them
an unstoppable force. a giant, a dragon, a god. an army couldn’t stop them. what are you going to do?
when the odds are stacked against you and you know it won’t be over until one of you is dead
You felt stiff and sore. Well that would make sense. You've been dead for a while. You look up and there, in the collarbone is a name: Dennis. You looked over yourself. You were... whole? You had skin. You felt normal, aside from the stiffness.
Dennis silently offered you your cloak and staff, which you put on. You pooled your mana together. It felt smaller than it used to be. You pulled with all your might and felt an explosion of power which made you stumble back a step. You imbued Dennis with a bit more power and he visibly straightened.
Where you had laid was dug up and on a stone lying at the end it read, in several languages, as inscribed several times over, "Here lies The Death ringer, owner of a thousand souls. His rebirth will result in untold casualties."
You caressed Dennis skull and gave him a hug. It wasn't particularly soft, but it was comforting to hug someone familiar. When you finally stepped back, you ran your fingers along the engraved name.
"What happened to the others?" you asked.
"Those who didn't fall when you died were hacked to pieces or pulverized. I was the last one. It was the resurrection spell you cast upon me that is how we are as we are." You smiled.
"Thank you." You started walking toward the moon. It was a waxing gibbous. After a while, you noticed it had risen, so you were travelling east. You stopped and looked up. The stars were dazzling. Dennis stopped about a pace and a half behind you. You started walking again and didn't stop until you arrived at the first set of houses. You felt an absurd amount of corpses under the ground, the majority of them human.
You, a necromancer, were always fond of your skeleton minions. Even going as far as to make each one a personalized name tag. Then you were cut down by those blasted heroes, only to one day reopen your eyes and see an Elder Lich looming over you with a very faded name tag.
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Hi there! Do you have any tips on how to write a secret society? Whether it's a good or evil society?
An important distinction to make while writing exclusive societies is the extent to which they shirk the eyes of the public and/or government:
“Secret” or “Hidden” societies push their existence under the rug. No one but the members know of their activities at all. (e.g. Camp Half-Blood from the Percy Jackson series, the wizarding society of the Harry Potter series)
“Secretive” or “classified” societies exist publicly with a clear purpose. However, the specifics of their activities are only disclosed to his members. (e.g. the CIA, higher-ranked military organizations)
While secret societies are often illegal, rebellious, or anarchist, secretive societies are legal and institutional.
Here are some other elements that I think a secret society requires. The specifics of how these are implemented will depend on the size of your society.
What is the society’s motto? Who created it? Why do the members/the public need it?
A goddess creates a secret society of demigods to protect them from monsters.
A professor creates a secret society to teach illegal materials to his best students.
A society of the undead striving for survival on Earth after the
How many newbies? How are they recruited? Any consequences if prospective members fail? Any initiation practices? Consequences for breaking the rules?
Inheriting a particular bloodline: demigods, half-angels/demons, royal blood, etc.
Becoming a supernatural creature: vampire, zombie, werewolf, etc.
A rigorous interview/testing process (could be similar to a job interview)
Sending prospective members on a dangerous mission
Existing members paying prospective members a visit in the middle of the night
Sending out dream messages and instructions for initiation constantly until potential members are obliged to come.
How does your society keep itself hidden? How do they cover up for their mistakes if classified information leaks out?
Killing any witnesses and outsiders.
Exerting control over media/news/government organizations (either back-door or legally)
Using a magical cover: memory-redaction, mist/veil that manipulates appearances, etc.
The power bestowed by the society upon their members are immediately withdrawn upon excommunication or if they break rules
The cover-up story has to be stronger for larger, ancient secret societies to make it plausible that they’ve managed to survive hidden. Think of strong mechanisms that makes it the members’ own interests to keep the society protected, even though it may cost them their life.
Where does the society get its money/weapons/materials from?
Generational wealth that the members’ family possess.
Secret governmental/university funding, obtained under someone else’s name
Having members who are placed in high-ranking position in companies, banks, the government, etc.
Could be as simple as a trust fund/endowment fund run under a fake name (e.g paper company, a fake family name that is handed down from one society leader to another)
Hope this helps!
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Living Weapon Whumpee that doesn't know what to do when Caretaker rescues them.
They only know fighting, and violence, and even sometimes order people around when their handler allows them, what are they supposed to do if Caretaker doesn't need them?
Caretaker is a good person, and they have a lot of security like guards 24/7 and cameras monitoring their house, why would they need Whumpee?
They say they want to help, to make Whumpee get better; but how is Whumpee supposed to be better when they can be useful?
Caretaker doesn't need them. They are safe, and that's a good thing. Then why do they feel so impotent?
If only Caretaker needed them. Or if they lacked guards, then at least Whumpee could be of some use. But no.
They are useless, and when Caretaker sees that, they are going to get rid of Whumpee.
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