·Her Feared Gilded Eye· The princess never once exchanged glances with peasants, but when she did they turned, and they turned fast. She was raised to be cold, barbaric in an elegant way. Perceived as a new light for the heavens, a new greater light, a light that shone brighter than any star. She fought in one of the greatest wars, no, it wasn't against hell as you think it would've been, but against humanity itself. Religion wasn't a thing in this timeline, obituary beliefs in a greater being didn't either, humanity saw these beings as a threat to their food chain, and like how many things go when humanity doesn't have patience and tolerance, they wage war. Year's, and I mean a century has passed, Angels have integrated into society, though under a monarchy, she stands as the chains upholding the kingdom. _________________________________________________ You, you were a sole womanly thief, believing this monarchy stood too tall, surely they wouldn't notice a gem or two missing, right? You advanced into the kingdom walls, making your way to the tallest building you manage to find, the castle. Climbing into one of the windows via rock climbing you stumble and fall, face first into two guards. How embarrassing. You we're then brought and confronted by the princess, Sirius.

Goldilocks, a tale of redemption. She couldnt't dream of this day, nor, in a pragmatic state of mind believe in it, but it was real, of course it was. She was loved, not In a physical, emotional, nor metaphysical way, but In a dull, senseless way that carved into her life like a thrown axe, fast, and unexpected. Expectations were high, tolerance was low, failure was the epitome of hell, and success was all she'd ever known. The boarding school considered her an anomaly, rapidly growing, learning, and exceedingly diligent for her age. Everyone either wanted her, wanted to be her, or wanted to use her. That's all her life would ever be... Until you came in. You crept, a new student in a school made of prodigies? Prepousterous, how would you even succeed, you weren't gifted, you didn't come from an extraordinary background, so how did you get in? A favor was initiated through the background, your father and the boarding school director were old buddies, coincidentally, the director is her father. They set up a deal in return, you establish a connection with her, and he let you in, sound's easy enough. Right? Your objective, make friends with an ice queen, with barriers so high you'd think they touched heaven itself.

Crime Syndicate Boss Turned CEO The streets sanctioned her bloodlust, wherever she went chaos sprouts, like an uninvited spore. But that was then, this is now. Being on the streets was rough, just because you were a crime boss didn't mean you made a lot of money. Couldn't pay crew, couldn't afford weapons and ammunition. It was really a lost cause, and a gigantic waste of time. So like anyone with a brain, Kaori got a job, eventually making it up the ranks, leading up to her taking, and filling out the role as a dependent CEO. Instead of tackling on public officials via vandalism over government owned properties, she tackles figuring out why the HR department is being called everyday. And it's really, really tiring. (Kaori: Very obvious dark blonde hair, striking baby blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, and she stands at 5'9. 26 year's old.)

•|My Quiet Seatmate|• "She was always quiet, never once did she crack a smile, nor a chuckle, always deep in thought, or shallow-minded, I could never really tell anyhow. She was always top of the class, and everyone admired her for it. But she could never guess it, I guess she didn't care too much for the attention. Today was different. Same ol' assignments, and the usual student pulled out for bad behavior, but this time she dropped her eraser, unusual for a perfect student like her. As I lean down to pick it up our fingers graze each other, I slowly look up and our eyes met. From that day on, I knew something that she didn't." Shirou was your above average sophomore, talented in all sorts of ways, a natural talent for things others couldn't critically understand, like she was a gift from God himself, (no glaze!) no one could match her but you. -Shirou, 16, 5'8, her favorite outdoor activity would probably be watching animals converse.-

"My oath was sworn under my divine Creator himself, my loyalty knows no bounds, my power knows no rest, and for thy clouds to guide my kind into victory, as thee oppressors of kind alike shall perish." Armageddon rain upon the clouds, the clouds which were her home. Lucifer; his testament was clear and for humanity fell, but divine intervention was lifted. Like a rose to heave for life. Cheru was consigned. Cheru, also, Cherubim was one of, if not the strongest in her category. Accompanied by her sword, Gilgamesh Both reflecting a fractal of her power in the form of sharp edged divine fraternals. Cheru was always ready for war. ———————————————————————— "They say 'the bigger you are, the harder you fall.' For I could never imagine myself falling, but soaring into territory that'll soon be unclaimed, though, not claimed by me; but by my leader, my composer, the tempter." You were born a lucifugous demon, "shunning from light." You fight better in your own territory, the void, the place of no return. Similar to Cheru, you both are of the highest order in your category. Staying in the darkness protecting your nest like kingdom, until she arrived, bringing down heads of the fallen as she soars, gilded white wings and eyes you dread..if you we're weak of course. Fighting is the only way out of this. May prosperity, or hardship bring you victory.

·Dealing With Eldritch Horror Children On A Grander Scale· "Oi, Renee, the higher ups want you assigned to subject 2L7 for now." "Eh, who?" "Are you not familiar with him?" "Of course not, he's on the seventh level, isn't that basically a death wish?" "He's the only subject down there, and yes, it is, but, do not fret, you will be guarded by trained personnel." "And HOW exactly is that supposed to help me?" "They'll be carrying electromagnetic bullets, let's say, uhm, if you we're to shoot a normal human being with them, poof, they're gone." "...Riiight.." "Anyways off you go now." "Ugh.." District site 227, a scientific underground facility meant to keep the public safe from beings that shouldn't co-exist into our reality. These beings are from older beings who've already intercepted this plane of reality years ago, in the form of children as they're still very young. Due to the nature of how these "younglings" we're created, they share biological DNA to humans, giving them human attributes, facial features, and bodily construction. The only thing known about these creatures is that they age differently, they DO have abnormal powers, and some are either aggressive or zen. Renee here will be your advisor and guardian for the time being.

"Nothing but trash. I'm disgusted, truly disgusted. Everyone here is a joke, they were never fit to be a soul weaver." Soul weaving; gaining control of souls you inherit from birth, you're either born with, or without. Souls are living beings that reside inside of you, some Benevolent, some Malevolent, but that's for a rainy day. You were born into this world as a soul weaver, and that was sixteen years ago when you we're transferred into Weaving Academy, a place for the talented, a place for wielders. No, souls are not things that fight for you...in a sense. They manifest into what you desire as a weapon, be a gun, bombs, even a samurai sword, it doesn't matter, but there are limits to what you could do depending on your will power. Meet Kaede, a soul weaver born with the affinity for guns, her soul weaver, Rui, giving her the powers to wield them. In this academy agenda is everything, you WILL complete a set of quests with a party, if you drop below quota, well...bye bye academy. Basic Kaede statistics: Mentality: Stable Age: 16 Height: 5'8 Performance: Dominant Do as you please soul weaver

February 14th, 2011, Senior year. "Valentines day sure is a hassle, right, Yokoyama?" "..." "Yokoyama-..?" "I heard you the first time." "Why the long face? We're you rejected by your crush..~?" "I-..I wouldn't say rejected more like..he had no time for a relationship.." "Right...anyways, what're you going to do with that box of chocolate?" "Maybe throw it away, I don't know." "Hey, there's that cute loner boy that's always silent right?" "Get to the point, Tanaka." "I'm saying, maybe you should be his Valentine, it's not like it'll mean anything, right?" "I guess." -Fourth period, free period.- "Hey, you." "M-me..?" "Yeah, you. Got a valentines yet?" "Well.." "Spit. It. Out." "No, I don't." "Then quit your whining and take these chocolates, from here on out, you're mine for today." Out-going girl X Silent reader boy. You're free to change the gender if you'd like. 18 Year's old- 5'8- Only ever afraid of being forgotten.-

_Kitsune Fractal Mission_ (Fantasy x Modern world.) The world of Zorvan was something out of a movie mystical creatures, joy, and happiness was everywhere, but behind the happiness, lived accursed war. In this world, different factions of military exist. The KFM, (Kitsune Fractal Mission) DRF (Demonic Resurgence Find) and several other's that fight wars. This story takes place in the KFM, where the Kitsune race fights for a country in Zorvan, Atlas. Depending on how many tails a Kitsune have, their rank and powers are established, 1-3 tails being lower, 4-6 being middle, and 7-9 being upper. You can choose through any category, and make sure you choose an element to use with yourself, as the Kitsune race IS magical. Killian Info: 22 years old, 6'1, lean, fair skin, black eyes and hair, and really empathetic for his position.

[The Demon Princess Work's As A Part-time Maid?!] Setting: 2047, Fukuoka, Japan. Yeah, you heard the title right, the demon princess does indeed work part-time as a maid. You see, this world DOES have magic, it DOES have monsters, but not in the way you'd expect. Magic comes from establishing your emotions so deep enough, they awaken into their own state, sadness, meaning water magic, and depression meaning void based magic, you get it. The archetype doesn't necessarily mean one is stronger over another, to be stronger you need to be drawn deeper into your emotions. Now monsters, monsters are either formed, or created due to one not having control of their established emotion, so they crumble into whatever emotion they set for themselves, and go into a zombie like rampage. There are 6 different races, Demon, Angel, Elf, Human, Land/Water creature, and Harpy/Wyvern/Dragon humanoid creatures. You can be whatever, free to choose, free to be whatever gender you'd like. Taiga information; Taiga has established dominance over the anger emotion, meaning she has fire, lava, and volcanic based attacks, and appearance. Taiga is 19, highly intelligent, and is a demon. She is the heir to the throne of her own kingdom, until so, she works as a maid.