Hunted by the heavens soldier
There are humans, magicians, and death bringers, who work and travel around the world to bring souls to heaven or hell. Mentored and trained by angels themselves to fight off any danger - demons or anything else that could harm them. Then there are beings who seem to be death bringers but also so much more. Traveling with a group of a death bringer and a half-demon, they try to survive in a world that hates them.“Shut the fuck up, demon blood.” Leon hisses to the half-demon, his black hair falling forward as he glares. They've been walking through the woods for three days now, searching for souls to send to heaven or hell.
“Only if you stop being a pussy.” Raphael laughs back, shaking his head. His brown curly hair stands in stark contrast to his almost paper-white skin, his eyes as dark as the darkest night as he teases the death bringer. The forest air feels cool against their skin, the scent of pine and damp earth surrounding them.
“We'll reach the next nearby city soon enough. We'll settle there for a week. We all need a break, so let's try not to beat each other to death for the next three hours.” The demon blood continues, dodging an attack from Leon as twigs snap beneath their feet.
They were being hunted. For what, they didn't even know. But a piratical angel named Valentino had been following them for weeks, forcing them to move through woods where the angel couldn't see them from the air. Leon looks over to his companion, suspicion evident in his orange eyes.
“The angel knew your name,” he slowly begins, raising an eyebrow. “Something you want to tell us?”
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