The neutrois humanoid was cloaked in white, chains hugging their wrists and binding them to an unseen wall. "I know," it muttered quietly, deliberately. "I know you, know you-- " Somehow I knew they were referring to my celestial DNA. There was still a ghostly tone in their voice. "Help us," it whispered. "Drowning, smothered--" They began to fade away, but even when I couldn't see them anymore, their vague voice still ran rampant through my head, between the folds of my very soul. "Help us." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello, my name is Agnes, and I'm a basic high school student. I have friends. I have enemies. I have a buttload of homework 24/7. I have problems. Very big problems. 1) I have a secret-- one that would probably make you laugh at first, then stop and ponder its true meaning after the initial surprise. And if that secret escapes, my very life will be at stake. 2) There is a spiritual disease spreading faster than the Black Death and roughly seven times as detrimental to mankind. 3) I have very human friends who have very human limitations and ways of thinking. 4) My body, as opposed to my soul, isn't in its natural state. And than can be very compromising when you're trying to stop the spread of spiritual corruption and you can't even find its source. Yep, I'm on a mission to put a stop to this nonsense. Not by my own choice, of course, but who can say 'no' when The Big G Himself asks you to do something this important? Think I can't do it? You're on. Both images on cover from deviantart. Ask if you want to know who provided which picture.