A/N: Hey Guys...I'm kinda rewriting Knightingale so please....tell me what you think :D
This chapter is going to be the preview of the main characters
Now on with the story! Enjoy :)))
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1095-1055, the birth of history’s most fearful kind of divination involving communication with the deceased. This form of magic by either summoning spirits or raising them bodily is otherwise called…
Necromancy…
But still, one special organization has chosen to take the path of this forbidden art. With this interaction between the living and the dead or as they call it “Host-Caste system” they use intensively developed people called “Hosts” to summon a certain soul which are called “Casts”.
Using these revived souls who gained abilities after death they go against hollow viscous beings who cannot let go of this certain world. With this highly corrupt ability, they prevent series of suicides and murders through a widespread virus in contrary of its true purpose.
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Day 8: The Assignment
A man in a pure white coat and thick-rimmed glasses entered the Extraction department and walked straight to the main control system. With a magazine in one hand his bright white coat contrasts their dark, black suits.
"Well, well...looks like the fox's home early tonight."
"Eh, stop the preach 'mom'. How's the system infiltration?" the man asked as he seated himself in one of the swiveling chairs and focused intently on the magazine in his hand.
"Fine but Cameron insists that orders must come from you personally"
"Eh? As stubborn as always. Just connect me to his quarters then." he fixed the transceiver attached to his glasses and opened the system’s main control.
"Hmph"
*Bzzt…* Commencing Interface...*Bzzt....*
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Knightingale - Redoing
FantasyKnight Hale has always been able to seed ghosts but it doesn't end with just that. Harboring the ability to cast these souls into his command he was forced to join STUFT: a children's toy company by day and an underground organization by night. It i...
