The Unknown Saga

Episode 10: Knights of War

Two figures walked down the concrete streets of the entertainment district. One was dressed in what could only be described as platform shoes, coated in black. With white socks to accentuate between this and the black pants It seemed to enjoy wearing, without a shirt made it obvious for the namesake of such an angel. For it had no head, and his chest was caved inside to fit a fully functional lute within. The blood seemed to be frozen in time as it was still a liquid, yet it didn't move like one. The lute was as clean as the day it was made. With a sparkly black jacket over the pristinely kept skin, the angel could have passed for a human at the neck down if they closed the jacket. But they wanted to see the innovation of humanity, what have they done to create beautiful sounds? Is it perhaps that they've used it to worship the one true god, or maybe they have decided to worship the gods they were allowed to create? He couldn't help himself, he found it cute when the humans tried to find the answer to life with their puny minds. "Oh Color's...These sounds are so beautiful. They...must be for worship. Maybe they are for love, a declaration for the art itself. Maybe for a lover of a human!" He said with a sense of excitement as he would take a look into the entertainment district. A horrified feeling would come across.

The Angel's of Dogs and Cats had both walked together. "Kitty Cat, Do you think that the humans have made us special homes?! Could we enjoy sleep with a good human?" The words of the honest dog angel would echo through the cat, who's hairless exterior only lended to her steely exterior. "They would not have. They would simply buy a terrible bed for us to sleep on." Very cold emotions had come from the cat, as the dog had simply shook their head. "No way! They would love us so much more then that!" Such Naïveté from the dog made the cat simply groan. "We need to focus, and find whatever devil could have influenced such an action." The Cat's angel would turn into the yamamoto district, Nicknamed locally 'The Old Man District', and they would look down the alley to find a weird discovery. They would walk down to see a man, dressed in rag and bare bones clothing, with a cardboard sign that read; 'I'm hungry. Please Spare 50 yen.' The dog had wandered over with the cat, and stared down. "Oh my...It says he's hungry. Surely we can give him food, at least? That wouldn't violate direct interaction, would it?" The cat looked down, solemnly, and shook its head. "Not without violation...Come on. We need to investigate." Said the Cat, grabbing the dog's paw and leading him down the road, needing to find where any devils could be possibly hiding. Start there, then exterminate.

Back to group A, color had no real physical form. They were separate color's, almost as if brush strokes, made over what looks to be a human like person. They had articulated finger's which had a weird property about them. It seemed that his body was legitimately covered in paint as his fingers would gently trace a faint rainbow style paint against the wall. It would not be a single steam of rainbow, but it would be an interchangeable mess of color that would seem to change in hue as it existed. "I hope so, My friend." He would respond, finding such an expanse and use of colors so brilliant across the world of japan. "These beautiful color's...these paintings...!" The color angel would be looking at a collection of paintings made by a local artist. Seeing just how this man had used the exuberant color's of the universe to make such brilliant paintings of the wildlife. It was of flowers that were indigenous to the country, and it was of men that seemed vital to the history of this countries success. "Music, Wait up!" He said, finding himself having to lightly jog after music. He completely forgot that they needed to find the cultprits for such a horrific crime against the world as a whole. "Music...? Why are you such aghast?" He asked, before looking down the route to the entertainment district to see the real face of the earth. "Oh my god..." Words With such anger and malice.

Moving back to The pair of dog and cat angel's, they would walk down to find a dog that was left outside. They had a leg that was obviously broken yet functional, and they had a bruise against their body. "what...?!" The Dog angel would run up to the cocker spaniel, and lift them into his arms. "Who could do such a horrific thing?" The angel would stare with a sense of disbelief and terror. "Cat, are they doing this? Are they raising their hands on these creatures, sweet as they may be? Did this animal attack a human?" He asked as he would try and look into the animals history, only to see a story of pain. This dog has been traveling for a few years, looking for their owner that had left them by the side of a river. The angel had been able to watch and see what the dog had gone through, being hurt in their own adventure and yet refusing to give up. They had broken their leg trying to cross a road. They were barely able to survive the hit, and they had been practically thrown off the side of the road by the human that hit them. The disregard for life of an animal, it is enough to make a grown man cry. Because it certaintly made The angel of all dogs cried silently, with the angel of all cats walking to him, and gently kneeling, Placing a gentle paw on his shoulder.