❝ʜᴏᴡ ғᴀʀ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ?❞ During the fight between Raizel and Muzaka, humans waged wars among themselves, killing thousands in the process. At that time, one Noble had the power to collect the souls of the dead. This Noble was very powerful. She could take and give life to anyone...but she never did so. There are rules that she must follow She wanted peace... but she never got it. In her years of wandering the earth, the once human girl sought to free the world of malice, yet things ended before she could. After she collected the soul of a sweet young girl that died at the hands of soldiers, she went to sleep, leaving behind her faithful servants to worry. Now, 820 years later, she wakes up to find the world in the same state as before. Chaos. And it's her job as The Right Hand of God to restore peace. Her job as The Noblesse of the Dead. *OLD DRAFT一REWRITTEN DRAFT IS OUT* ⚠️I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS TWELVE AND IT'S REALLY CRINGY⚠️

Methamphetamine cooks Walter and Jesse abandon their sketchy business to pursue a more noble pursuit: baked goods served fresh and tasty out of the oven of an old RV.