††The world has been divided into two realms.The Physical and the Spiritual. Both realms are as close as both sides of a mirror and neither one can exist without the other but to avoid insanity amongst men who will never understand the kind of powers and forces that control them and vice versa, a veil was hung by God to balance the weight of his creations on both sides.
Spirituals on one side and the Physical on the other.
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The sudden onset of thunder and lightning ripped through the tranquil skies, scattering the serene calm that Oselis had enjoyed for months. The elves, unaccustomed to this climatic disturbances, scattered in a frantic dance of panic and fear. The expected rain, a familiar friend, was absent, replaced by a terrifying fear that shoke the castle walls and the collective sanity of the elves.
As the storm continued to rage, the normal rhythms of life within the planetary kingdom was disrupted, leaving a question mark hanging in the air–what, or who, had disturbed the delicate balance of the natural order.
As the clouds dispersed, the sun shone again in the Oselians fields, revealing a mystery: a human, peacefully asleep in the grass. Servants, drawn out of curiosity, whispering in bushes tones at the sight of the stranger.
Attempt to rouse her was futile;she remained oblivious to their presence, turning restlessly in the grass as though lost in a dream. The murmurs grew louder. The murmurs grew louder when they realized that not only was she human but she was also the source of the unexpected storm.
The commotion drew the royal family, who arrived with an imposing air that cleared the field of commoners with the King and Queen's swift commands. Yet, even their majestic presence couldn't divert attention from the slumbering human– a being foreign to this realm and the apparent cause of the recent chaos.
The King and Queen, alongside their second daughter, Princess Genevieve, peered down at the girl with both curiosity and wariness, their noble gaze hardening as they waited for an explanation that seemed unlikely to come from the still, silent figure.
"What's a human doing in Oselis?" Azrael whispers to his closest sibling Chamuel as they watch the guards try to wake her up."How did she get here," the king asks his guards who confess they have no idea.
"It seems the veil is no longer in place," Jophiel retorts.
"No. Someone tore through it and brought her here" Michael replies.
"She seems comfortable" Chamuel whispers.
"Do you think she's dead?" Genevieve asks her mother.
"Can anyone care to explain how a human got to Oselis and why" the King asks the crowd.
"She wouldn't move your Majesty" a guard interrupts.
"I think she's dead" Genevieve adds.
"Just give her a kick she would wake" Azrael chuckles.
"Shut up" Raphael orders irritated as always.
Emmanuel and Michael face each other and pause before Emmanuel finally lets out a sigh.
"Ariel might have something to do with it" Micheal informs the royal family.
The Queen sighs," Him again, has he not caused us enough trouble."
"Mind your tone when speaking of my brother Queen Talia" Arielle warns, with a serious look.
"What has her Majesty said that is bothering you sister. She's not wrong, Ariel IS a troublemaker. He never ceases to do something stupid and get father angry." Michael lashes.
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Seraph Of Death
FantasyThe last Archangel: A tale of Dark pasts and forbidden desires. Exiled to the mortal realm for commiting an unforgivable sin, Ariel Orion Morningstar, once a paragon of divine power, is now a fallen angel shunned by heaven and feared by hell. Stripp...