(Inspired by the movie Alita: The Battle Angel)
500 years ago...
Before the great war there were angles...
But not ordinary angles...
They are called Battle angles, The strongest, fastest, and advanced warrior ever created...
They were blessed by the gods...
They have powerful yet beautiful wings that they earn once their worthy of it...
They are more powerful than any other...
They had the great five as their leaders, Veronica, Lacia, Julina, Hermione and Aliyah...
They were the most powerful out of all the battle angels...The gods have chosen them to be the leader of their race but...
During the great war all other warriors were included in the war...
Kings, Queens, Gods, Goddesses, Merchants, Wizards, Battle Angles, Angles, Warriors, URM Bezzerkers, soldiers, Mages, Atlanteans, Amazons, metahumans, humans etc.
Millions fell with their life during the war, even the gods and goddesses themselves killing all Battle Angles and URM bezzerkers...
The two races were extinguished during the war...
But there was a survivor for both URM bezzerkers and battle Angles...
But this isn't about the great and powerful URM bezzerkers this is about the last survivor of the race of Battle Angles...
One of the great five battle angles, Aliyah was the sole survivor of her race...
Everyone has thought their race was truly extinct yet still praised them like gods...
Until one day...
500 years later...
The a couple of warriors were journeying throughout the land...
What happens next?
Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us?
They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair.
This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them.
Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.