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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 8:51 pm
~For thousands of years dark and light fought for the power to rule over the other. but no matter what happens, each side loses, each side wins, but no side gains control of the other. will there ever be an end to this war? no one knows, legend goes that a single pair will be able to end the war. it is written that true love will come to the most unexpected couple, a demon and angel, with true love the war will end. but demon and angel loath one another and would rather not even spit in the other direction then fall in love with one another. anything can happen in a war.~
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 8:53 pm
Profile Name: Age: Appearance: Family: Demon/Angel Type: Role: History:
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 8:56 pm
Characters AngelsName:Fedetla Age:looks 20 is actually 2988 Appearance: Family:none as of yet Demon/Angel Type: A damned angel Role: has no position since being cast from heaven (wandering fighter pretty much.) History: after his wife was killed her rampaged killing any that was in his sights.Demons
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 8:59 pm
Fedelta stood in a dark forest. His wings had stopped malting and had transformed in to scaly purple wings. He looked up at the canopy hiding the sky from his gaze. He was lost, he had what he done and why he was in such a lowly place. He shook his head and walked on hopping that many thing would be made clear to him. "what am i doing here?" he asked him self feeling like he had forgotten something very important. For the truth he had remembered nothing about what happened after the death of his beloved. His judgment being passed that he shant never walk as an angel no more. but since he was born of angel blood he would never become a demon either. None of what his new life ever sunk into hi mind. It was all a blank spot in his mind.
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