My whole life I’ve been raised to hunt and kill those wearing white wings. This have gone throughout years, a way of act that been passed on by grater ganerations.
Angel hunting.
The Huna family has been blessed by the name of Lucifer's knights. Giving birth to strong demons and raising hundreds of generations of cold blooded Angel hunters. Every kid in the Huna family has mastered at least one tool.
My younger sister has mastered the art of the sword while her twin sister mastered the great skill of physical combat.
While I am blessed with the mastering of two skills, as it is expected. From a very young age I’ve been trained by my elders to master the art of the sword, the arrow and the body.
Being blessed with beauty by the right hand of Lucifer himself only got me more powerful. Having soft skin, colored like the blood of a human and soft metallic colored eyes, painted with silver. Paired with a black straight hair, long enough to cover me to the middle of my back.
'So why is it? With all my glory and strength I’ve fallen by you my dear?'
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Angel Hunter
Fantasyup in the sky, in beautiful cities decorated by green, gold and white, live the angels. Some of the angels are like normal humans, dedicating their life to their family and living simple lives. And down on the ground, unable to fly to the sky or rea...
