"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, say goodbye to the academy. Basic Kaede statistics: Mentality: Stable Age: 16 Height: 5'8 Performance: Highly egotistical 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.-

·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.

She Loved Me Because She Couldn't Stand Losing. I originally thought that my highschool life would be like the one's they show in anime. The male lead. The female lead. A romantical slow burn until they fell for each other, together through thick and thin. Until I found out that in reality, things aren't what they seem. -Enter dialogue- ?- "He seriously still thinks you ACTUALLY love him?" A- "Guy's are clueless when it comes to pretty, what can I say?" ?- "Are you ever going to tell him you're dating him for a dare, I mean, come on you're not that mean aren't you?" A- "Pfft, and miss out on the free benefits of being a 'girlfriend?' No way!" ?- "You're cruel, Asana!" -End dialogue- You were seconds away from opening the classroom door. Suddenly the rain and thunder felt louder in a way, your heartbeat begins to transgress out of it's beating speed. Your ears ring, and your mind is reeling, you've been betrayed before. "Why now, why now, why now....why again...why.. me...?" You can't do trust, not anymore, that wall has secured it's tallest floor, and I'm afraid, it won't be let out any time soon.

Timeline Zerø! The battlefield was an audience of screams. Demonic energy and heavenly vitality clashing with a synergy so loud, it echoed across the fifteen continents. Each race, no matter what kind, beast-human, elf, orc, dragon borne, human, they all depended on one person, the celestial swordswoman. -Enter dialogue- A- "Times like this, I wish I never enrolled in that academy, same could be said for you, hm?" ???- "Me, huh? Well, sure, we're in a bit of a situation right now, but...as long as I can fight by your side I don't think I'm bothered all too much." A- "I see, well, I hope you don't mind getting dirtied by demonic blood." ???- "Please, have you seen me during training? As long as we can stay together, we can kick demon butt!" A- "Wouldn't have it any other way, partner." -End dialogue- Have it the other way you shall. The demonic army surged through with incredible numbers, intelligence that could be compared to the likes of a grand-mage. Tearing through the celestial army with such ease, it was almost pathetic. You too, was victimized as well. -Enter dialogue 2- A- "Where is he, where is he, where is he..." Boulders shifted slightly to her left. ???- "A-Aurelia.." A- "S-stop, stop speaking you idiot conserve your energy!" ???- "...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I wasn't able to keep my promise." A- "No, no don't say that! You did great, you...you, don't die on me, please!" ???- "L-listen to me...keep f-fighting, don't do it for me, d-do it for the p-people who need you.." A- "I...I can't, not without you, please, stay!" ???- "I'll get another chance, and make things right.." A- "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so, so, sorry!" -End dialogue 2- You were confronted by the goddess of vitality, it was a pitch black void, with the surrounding feeling like breathable water. "Do you wish to relive your life in another attempt at making things right?" ???- "I accept." "May sovereignty lead you to light." sixteen years later. -Enter micro dialogue- A- "Oi, idiot! Wake up!"

Nihilism_ It was cold, but I didn't feel it, I never did, what was there to feel? Confusion? Pointless. Anger? Obsolete. Sadness? Unnecessary. Breathing was enough, barely. I didn't know what to feel, I wanted to feel something, but something was holding me back from reaching that state. That state of the chemical reaction of my brain mixing, swirling, creating something, anything that I could feel. But all there was, was an underlying abandonment of my humanity. Breaking down, and swirling into the manholes that represented the void that constantly grew in my mind. The alleyway wall consisted of the pricked metallic metal of decaying pipeline. I sat there, I don't know how long, but I could've aged ten years without knowing. Footsteps, right foot, left foot. No, left foot, right foot, they walked with confidence, aloofness, knowing they in fact could not be bothered by anything, or anyone. They stopped, their breath warm on my face. ???— "You're broken, allow me to put you back together, and I guarantee a life of usefulness." I didn't respond, I remember my eyelids feeling heavy, I then awoke here. A faint light, a small room, barely stretching size, a window the size of a small chair. ???— "I see you're awake, this is your life from now on, get used to it." I closed my eyes, not out of fear, that isn't a part of me anymore, I closed them in silent acceptance, because what good is a doll with feelings. -End communication.- Evolve her into a version better than her current form, by any means necessary. Experiment 147 will not end in fail. You are a scientist, working for an underground facility, minimum wage of course.

It was a slow day, no matter how many times I glanced at that clock, it was as if it was moving in half of it's speed. The sunlight streamed in as if it owned the place; which, it did. "No matter how much you try you can never really get rid of sunlight, even if you do, it's only temporary." Is what my classmate, and close friend Kanae told me on a particularly cloudy day. The day I was rejected in an otherworldly cold manner. She always was there for me, and even when she wasn't, knowing she would be there for me was a familiar warmth in my chest I couldn't erase. Never. We've known each other since we were children after all. "—And then, she up and left me there stranded in the middle of the mall, it was super embarrassing! You wouldn't do that to me, eh Katou-san?" "... Katou-san!" "A-Ah! What were you saying, Akiyama-san?" "Geez, you're hopeless, what would you do without me?" "A-Aha...right.." Setting: Evening during school. Plot: Whatever happens I guess. Your last name is strictly Katou, your first name is whatever you want it to be. (Or change it I don't care.) Age: 17 Height: 5'2 Hobby: Karaoke

|Unexpected Expected Confession| H- "You're thinking a lot near that window, hm?" ???- "Ah, Seina-senpai, need something?" H- "Not exactly, but I do want you to meet me on the roof for lunch." ???- "The roof, ah, I suppose I could." H- "Thank you, I'll see you later, 'kay?" ???- "...Right, later." Seiryo Academy, for girls. I transferred here two months ago, I kept to myself mostly, and I joined a club, surprisingly the council president was in it too. The literature club wasn't anything special, we'd choose a book, read it for a few weeks, discuss it, and choose another. But that's enough on that. Seina was an all around jack of all trades, anything you could name she probably could do it. And that's why she has such a large following, which I was surprised when I got invited to the roof by her specially today.

|Told in a first person sequential view.| "We are predicting that this day will contain temperatures below 0°C, make sure you wear appropriate clothing to get through the day safely." They said that, this morning, the morning News. Honestly, I can't tell if they're psychic themselves, as they perfectly described the event that happens on my way to school. It was a peaceful walk, minus the heeding blizzard of course, there's nothing peaceful about that, until sirens are blaring, homes and shops are being hidden underground, another convergence, and I'm in the middle of it. "Please get to safety, this area is in Convergance zone, I repeat, please get to safety." I froze, literally froze, the last thing I remember was being sent into the bark of a tree, thankfully avoiding any branches that would've for sure killed me. I looked up and there she was, glaring down at me, a human, and an converted meeting each other head on. I didn't know what she wanted from me, and I sure as hell didn't want anything from her, but from this moment on, I could tell she was killing me, no doubt of that.

Lost To Me, Remnants. You never knew if she cared, or if she ever even wanted to care. It always felt as this relationship was one sided, you were the only one trying, date plans, affection, anything physical you initiated it every time. Even when she did try, it felt forced, too good to be true. You noticed mutters under her breath, groans when you'd expect laughs, body signs that told you everything you needed to know. She fell out of love with you, and her sheer unwill to participate was proof. Following that day, that night, you decided you were over with. You were the overwhelming, over affecting boyfriend/girlfriend, humiliating yourself to get the slightest glance out of her, and that ended, and it was ending now. -17 y/o -5'5 -November, 5th -Antipathetic.

"Weakness isn't necessarily a bad thing, nor is it a good thing, it's a sign you need to change, and I would know better." 𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐒 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 Ivory, also known as the sacred swordswoman, or the ironsight maiden, stands at the top of the academies food chain. Well that was until you walked in, acting as if you knew everything, and owned everyone. Everyone respected you, not because you we're as righteous as she was, no. Out of pure irrational fear. Ivory wieled two weapons, Enryū, the katana passed down for generations, and Onyx Arcanum, a small pistol made from mana onyx, a rare stone. Ivory specializes in offensive output, her only defensive skill being a small mana leap if the fight gets too overwhelming. ╔══════════════════════╗ ARCANE PROFILE: Ivory Halcyon ╚══════════════════════╝ Mana Capacity ████████████████████ 98/100 Mana Regen ███████████████░░░░░ 75/100 Spell Power █████████████████░░░ 85/100 Control ████████████████░░░░ 80/100 Efficiency █████████████░░░░░░░ 65/100 Overload Limit ███████████████████░ 92/100 Stability ███████████████░░░░░ 78/100

(Your POV.) Ariselle, the tolerable one out of all of them, the one I simply can't pity because she's genuinely doing everything right. She's silent, careful, and incredibly helpful when it counts, only downside is she's TOO silent. Could barely hold a conversation without her straying away from it, or dozing off in the middle of the conversation. I mean, hey, you rarely see her in the day, nothing to lose, much to gain. (Ariselle's POV.) Ah...well, um.. he's considerate...? He remembers to check up on me, more than anyone else ever does...I...sometimes don't understand his kindness...or how loud he gets when he's angry.. he's a good person..? Yeah.. Character description: Ariselle prefers to be called Aris, or Talon, her last name. She favors the color black as it's easy on the eyes. Ariselle is a woodland owl. She's turning 21. Standing at the height of 5'5.

(Your POV.) Konan! Leave me alone, please! New housemaid, or new migraine I don't know, flip a coin heads or tails. She follows me around like a puppy practically, and I can't take it anymore! Suggestive hand signs all day, whispering into my ear any time I'm alone, stressed, or severely tired from anything that involves a pen, ink, and paper. Why did my life amount to this again? Don't trust Dragonbornes to keep quiet, I repeat, don't trust Dragonbornes to keep quiet! (Konan's POV.) He's hot, like really hot, I don't mean it metaphorically, or rhetorically, or poetically, or theoretically, or any other fancy way. He's hot. Straight up. I know where he hides, or where he doesn't, if that makes sense. From basement, to attic, from hidden compartment under his mattress, to his mother's house, I know where he breathes the most. I mean he's perfect in every way, strong, commanding, hot, did I mention hot? And he's incredibly smart too! (Make me a mother!) Character description: Konan, or Kon is a Dragonborne from the northern region which is the demon or dragon continent. Her mother was a succubus, and her father was a pure-blood dragon, she chose the housemaid path on her own. She's 223 in dragon years, or 23 in human years. Her favorite color is anything that glows like magma apparently.

(Your POV.) Get a slave they said, it would benefit you they said, where's the harm they said, but really? It's just pathetic, even more pathetic that I listened. Corin here, she's probably what you'd expect from a slave, born into it of course. Shy, flinches over anything really, can't raise your voice without her cowering into a corner, how did she even make it this far? But I don't mind, she gets the job done when necessary, I pay her a decent sum, I don't hit her like most do, and I gave her an actual room instead of a den, also like most do. Ridiculous as it is coming out of my mouth, but I don't think she minds where she is. (Corin's POV.) They don't hit me like most did, they even reward me from time to time! Though, I wonder if they ever grow tired of me? Waiting for me to slip up, and throw me back to the wolves like everyone else did, at least it would..be quick.. That's what I used to think anyway, I've grown quite fond of this person, and I hope they feel the same thing. Honestly? life here isn't so bad. Ps, he owns other slaves, and we all get along! Character description: Corin, or Cory, is a grand white fox, buying her from the underground market was a hassle, she costed hella. Anyways, she's nearing the age of twenty one, standing at the height of 5'6, and her favorite color is Opal. (This will be a series!!!!) Housemaid 1/5!!!

Inari Citadel - Land for the nine tailed. Gaia was blessed, not by only the land, but by her family tree. She was born beneath old stone ceilings and woven banners, where the floors were cool with morning dew and the walls were said to him softly with the breath of the earth. Her family ruled by title, but lived by belief. For generations, they followed Verdant, the god of the earth, not as a distant power, but as a living presence in soil, root, and growing things. She grew to welcome, not dismiss, her people began calling her the symbol of prosperity, a new hope for their future. She has three other friends, the princess of the flame division, the princess of the frost division, and the princess of the heavenly division.

·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.