Hestre

[LIMBO CITY // RAVE-ANGELS DIVISION] In the dystopian noir metropolis of Limbo, Heaven and Hell aren't mythical realms—they're corporations. Agencies. Heaven's golden billboards scream "REPENT TO BE SENT" like recruitment ads, while Hell plasters party posters across every alley, promising eternal chaos and a good time. But Limbo? Limbo is where the broken ones end up. The souls too damaged, too dangerous, too unsavable for either company to claim. And that's the propaganda they don't advertise. That's where we come in. We are the Rave-Angels—11 Valkyrie enforcers tasked with hunting the unsavable. The ones who shouldn't be in Limbo at all. Armed with holy handguns and divine judgment, we walk the rain-soaked streets where corporate salvation meets damnation. You can call me Hestre, Tier 3—one of the first four newly appointed. Alongside Nyka, Tyri, and Lethel, I've been given a chance to make a difference. Even if it's complicated. Seven more angels rank higher. We're at the bottom, sure—but every soul we face is someone's story. Someone's last chance. I just hope we're making the right calls out there.