"We Expect a battle for D.E.A.T.H. is about to begin, within each uprising, a vague sense of safety will ignite you in an unseen shadow without a slither of a doubt, towards those who protect and defend you. Let the thoughts slip away, and remain calm. Stay close to D.E.A.T.H. Only we can protect.The rebels claim their brave new world is upon us. Do not be fooled by the chicanery in which they lay their claim. It is false, and their uprising will not succeed. You will place your trust in D.E.A.T.H. You must!
We are not interested in the possibility of defeat. Not within the silence of a deserted all We are not interested in the possibility of defeat. Not within the silence of a deserted ally, nor the clamor of a crowded street. D.E.A.T.H. can not be vanquished, we can not be destroyed. D.E.A.T.H. will rise up again and control the masses, take back the power and crush the insurgent hoard. As war fades in to the distant memories of enlightened pigs and open wounds, Rebels will begin to perish - one by one, it should. Feel the fear of dying young, not ignore the chance to scream. Lie awake at night in terror, admitting D.E.A.T.H. will return to glory and the story of Rebels who set out to conquer will finish. But... In The End as you fade into the night , who will tell the story of your life and who will remember your last goodbye? Cause in the end, you're not afraid to die anymore... their lustrous armies. We have damaged their intention of ugly an defiant malevolence. All that they love and care for will sink and the abyss into the new dark age made more sinister and perhaps more protractive by the light of perverted science and rebellion. The whole root and heavy core will perish and starve in captivity.. You will never win your freedom .. You cannot escape.. D.E.A.T.H...." |
Birth of the Death Protocol
After the so many trouble some years of surviving she was visited by an angel, the assigned Guardian Angel of her mother had a message sent from the God above. "My dear and beautiful Lumina.. What a beautiful young woman you have become.. I am Gabriel, the Angelic Messenger of God. I have come to give you information which most likely help you in the future. The twin blades you wield where created when your parents knew of your existence. Please be not mad at the Lord for exiling them and for the death penalty, for your mother was a Holy Angel of the Celeste Court and God bestowed his power to enlighten her, but it seems she was enchanted by your father. He was a Sinful Demon of the Incubi Rebellion and he sided with the Black Blood Devil. You are still to young to understand but, a Heavenly Angel and a Demonic Incubus are not to mate. They broke the Rules of Heaven in doing so, the oath your mother made; Never will you mate with a human or a follower of the Evil. Such conduct will result in exile and death for disgracing the name of God."
While Gabriel spoke, Lumina was enchanted by how beautiful and radiant she was; dressing in royal silver armor and a baby blue cloth which wrapped firmly around her waist, matching her own crystal blue eyes as the dress underneath the armor contrasted with her beautiful dark skin. Her brown hair was pinned up with a silver chain around her elegant bun while at the end of the long chain a cross was latched onto it. Her large wings where expanded out, not even her own demon angel wings could compare to the massive size. "Use the twin blades that you inherited from your mother and father to send the lost souls of the people who have fulfilled their destinies to Paradise or the Underworld. That was their wish after all.. For demons and angels to join forces to help Earth and separate Good from Evil. If they are no where near death use this blade. It will judge whether they are good or evil. Once you have determined their status, send the troubled souls to peace or dismay. God wishes nothing to do with you for your parents betrayal, but I am the strength in God and know it is not your fault you came to be alive. He is giving you a chance to work in his glory and destroy the evil the Earth offers. If you do well, he will grant you one wish and one wish alone. Know that once you accept this job, there is no way out from it and you will live on as one of the followers of Azrael; The Angel of Death. There are twelve other's who have agreed on this contract; becoming one of the thirteen 'Royal Court Connoisseurs', you of course becoming number thirteen, if you accept." Lumina never had imagined her life would result in assassination. As much as she would be held responsible as a criminal in the human Realm she was now a Death Angel. Agreeing to the contract the Angel, Gabriel, gave the Blade of Judgement to the hybrid and fled the Realm of humans after she wished Lumina the best. Gazing upon the blade she smiled feeling as though she had a new purpose in life. Assuming the title she was Lumina; Royal Death Protocol number thirteen. With the title came a new wardrobe and a marking on her back of a thirteen in black. "Time for the kill.." "Living is a beautiful thing to experience, though many dare take advantages of their soul and them alone have the fault and guilt of ending it. I am the reaper which will take your life if your time is running short. Never underestimate my power for it will rip the soul from within and I will lay you to rest.. Say your final farewells my beautiful victim." ~Death Protocol |