A world where God's commune with humans, giving them certain "rights" with there powers. But there are those with more powerful "rights" those with "Divine rights." These powerful abilities were bestowed upon certain families who held great faith in their God, and the strongest "Divine right" belongs to the family who serves the Lion God of Light. With their five children the Inkunzi family is called the strongest through out the land. Yet one soul thirst for revenge on this family. His name. (Y/N) Azrail (I don't own anything except this story. All art belongs to it's rightful owners)

Exiled from their homeland, humans and Faunus alike are forced to adapt to the harsh conditions of the wilds. Some withered in the face of adversity, while others thrived in such dangers. Several clans emerged from the shadows, multiple wolf packs driven by hate and malice; only thing dividing them from providing a true threat being their lack of unity, and true leadership. However, one clan call themselves Black-Talon. Proud, Strong, Vicious, Free. The pillars of their virtues; their strengths, no matter what the kingdoms accomplish to whittle them down, they will lash back with the ferocity of a mother Nevermore. Although, the village is on its tipping point, as it the rest of the world, when their Warchief, a young, strong lad, goes to negotiate with the headmaster of the Kingdom of Vale, for what seemed like an olive branch of peace, though the world got a little more than what they bargained for on that day.