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 Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 5:30 am
"Long ago, angels, demons, elves, and many other different races lived together in harmony. The villages were multiracial, and there was nothing but joy. Satan and God, however, were slowly growing tired of sharing souls, the one thing that makes them stronger. They gain souls but when someone decides to go toward their way. One night, God decides to start the war, in the mindset that he was better. Because of this, races become parted depending on their alliance. Light elves, angels, and other light creatures sided with God. Demons, werewolves, and other darker creatures sided with Satan. This seperated two childhood best friends. One an angel, one a demon. For many years, they didn't know what happened to the other. Both grown up, and lead generals on opposite sides, they meet on the battlefield."
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 5:46 am
 Gabriell waved his hand to a following troop, in response they shot flaming arrows at a small village. The arrows covered the moon-lit sky, making it pure black. Immediately after people started to scream and panic, running from their homes and into the thick woods that neighboured their town. Gabe let out a small "hn" as he walked slowly into the fiery surroundings.
"When will this war be over, general?," a suited, horned demon asked.
"Not soon enough," he responded in his husk voice.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 10:01 pm
 "Hurry, men!" A female commanded loudly, watching her soldiers fly off, some attempting to control the fire that erupted from the arrows, others working to put up a barrier around the small village. It was where Ariella had grown up as a child, and she wasn't going to allow some heartless demons to destroy it.
With two other angels following behind her, she lounged into the air, going toward where the arrows had came from, smiling when the protective barrier covered the three angels. Out of the three person group, she was the main fighter, taught by only the best. To the left was a medium build almost white-haired female, who was keeping the barrier in place. And to her right was the healer, an almost frightening man who stood more than a foot about her, when standing. They all had elaborate white wings, at least a five foot wingspan for each angel.
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