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Greetings!

I'm a college student from Puerto Rico, life-long gamer and not-so-recently a newcomer to the world of anime and mangas. But that's enough for a presentation. Back in 10th grade I became friend with this guy who sometime later showed me a novel he was working on. Long story short, he got me creating my own story. The process has been incredibly slow. Many times I've re-invented this story; only scraps remain from the original idea. However I've finally managed to establish a good goal. Following the steps of the fellow user Humms with his post http://www.crunchyroll.com/forumtopic-943381/my-story-something-id-like-to-make-a-reality, I've decided to start posting my progression here.

I seek to share my work with other people, and hope to get feedback. I must warn you, the plot can be quite cryptic and complex, if you fail to understand something just ask away.

Without further a due here goes...

Plot: A future version of the human race, wanders the void of space in search for a new home. Guided only by a mysterious entity known as "The Prophet", they arrive at a planet that they realize is inhabited by a civilization of elves. The planet is perfectly suitable for humans to live, a replica of mother Earth. Humans initiate a forceful takeover and manage to settle a city in this new world. Some time later communications and diplomacy is achieved with some populations of the elven natives and that settles peace for twenty years.

The natives of this planet call themselves "Alakin", prime descendants in their tongue, and they've baptized this world as "Alatera". The population from the first contact are the "Latimians" but there are another two, that being the "Gothers" and the "Zahati". Not all elves share the same ideas and among them, some claim that the humans are "The Plague of the Apocalypse". After two decades of relative peace, a military incident incident in a truce zone throws both races into an all-out war for total domination in a world which is now tormented by chaos.

Characters:
Azenai / Red ("Orphan"): This is the main character of the story. Red is a genetically engineered super soldier with some particular capabilities. Upon reaching adolescence she was injected a strain of nano-machine virus. This allows her dead cells to be replaced by metallic microscopic computers. The process of exercise ensures her muscles become in great part mechanic, giving her super-human strength and regenerative capacity. Furthermore, the presence of a microscopic computer network under her skin essentially turns her into a living computer.

Apparently out living her usefulness, she and others like her, are betrayed, framed as traitors and a Coup de Grace is initiated against them. Red is severely wounded but the appearance of another figure prevents her from being finished. Betrayed by her own people, Red finds herself alone, hence the moniker "Orphan".



Ezerok ("Instigator"): Ezerok is an elven mercenary knight with no apparent affiliation. He is a superb fighter and yet a man of words as precise and contundent as his blows. He worked for a very renown scholar by the name Levodin Vadai. Following the kidnapping of Levodin by the human forces, Ezerok finds Red and rescues her. The knight acknowledges, at a glance, the nature of the wounded woman; he sees his only hope to complete Levodin's goal in her. Ezerok takes on the journey to instruct Red in the ways of "The Word", a power she possess but must learn to wield in order to prevent a total catastrophe. For his role as the one to set in motion most of the events in the story, he is given the tittle of "Instigator".

Sofyah ("Enlightened"): A young latimian scholar and genius girl. She spends her time almost exclusively in her athenaeum and workshop. Sofyah, despite receiving the tittle of "Enlightened" due to her immense knowledge at her short age (equivalent to a teen ager), is often discriminated and censored. This is due to the fact that many consider it preposterous that both a child and woman, should be revered without being part of the nobleness.

Sofy is a curious spirit by nature; she questions everything and wishes to prove or experience herself, as much as it is possible. She is also jovial and somewhat of a brat and overall a great negotiator; these traits, in turn, tend to get her and those around her, into questionable and or awkward situations.



Levodin Vadai (Illustrious"): Grand Scholar Vadai was an elf of great renown in the empire. Thanks to him, the Alakin brought back advanced technologies and knowledge from "The Ancients" that had been lost to time. His unique expertise on the Ancients made him one of the most important assets of the latimian crown; he came to be known as "Illustrious".

It is rumored, Levodin was investigating a complex lost technology and that he was being forced to use the knew knowledge to develop a weapon to far surpass anything in existence. For reasons unknown, Levodin deserted to the human colonies; since then he has not been heard from.

Blue ("Surrogate"): To put it in a way, Blue is Red's evil twin. She is based-off the same genetic imprint, but possesses many alteration that make her "far more effective and controllable". The "Surrogate" replaces Red and is tasked with her assassination.

Aurea Leona ("Prosecutor"): Aurea is one of the highest ranking officers in the Latimer Forces. She was born to the nobleness and was instructed by her father, a former officer, in the arts of war. After her father's decease, she inherited his rank and command and since then has earned a name for herself. Aurea is respected or rather feared among men for her tactical intuition as well as her dexterity and brutality in battle.

Following the incident of the desertion of Grand Scholar Vadai, she was given the mission to find and capture the Illustrious at any expense and impart punishment to those who aided him. For this, she is known as the "Prosecutor".

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Act I: Ascension



Overview: Learn the chronicle of the Arrival. Journey along Red as she is betrayed, left orphan of kin and purpose; watch as she is transformed both physically an mentally. Uncover the cryptic prophecy and learn the true and secret objective of the humans. Follow in the footsteps of an unknown, common human soldier, as he witnesses the horrors and epic deeds in the war.


Arrival

Here lies a memory. A world within words, preserved in language. Let this be the chronicle of a creation and the elixir of an idea. As long a language exists and a rational being lives, our history will be immortalized.” - Drifting Record


No one really knows exactly when they arrived. There only exist stories of their giant vessel, which is today the core of their capital city, descending from beyond the black heavens. The common knowledge is that they came through a Divinium gate. However, this fabled portal was never found again. They came in search for new lands on which to thrive and our existence was to them an inconvenience. Not much of a warning was given when they had already spilled our blood. They were violent against our kin even though we show resemblance. Their technology and art of war was somewhat reminiscent of ours but, although theirs looked odd to us, they were unimpressed by our ways.

Many claim their actions are indicators that they knew of our existence and exactly how to end it, that they were not here out mere coincidence for they had a deliberated goal far beyond colonization or conquest. They were driven here by the vestigial traces of the Ancients, our fathers and mothers who ascended to godhood and sealed themselves in the Eden.
Many years passed after the initial bloodshed.

Communication and diplomatic relations were achieved by some of our kingdoms, mostly latimian and zahati; the gothers never cared for peaceful relations with the outsiders. A brittle but very real bond between two worlds was formed. For, at least, a pair of decades, things remained arguably the same: some of us began to trust and coexist with them, while many others kept on fighting. Then, in the early days of the 23rd year since their arrival, The Plague happened. It’s almost laughable how years of slow-built peace can crumble within minutes; laughable... laughable indeed, was it not for the adverse consequences.


Cataclysm (CENSORED)

[23rd Y 2nd M 15th D] (Since first contact)

It took me by surprise, I guess it was just a matter of time. I was aboard a V-1 craft, with the rest of my squad, headed for Vyan city on that fatidic noon. The damn ship was vibrating from the speed, everyone was on edge too. We were instructed by the sarge to perform a weapon readiness check, and there was I, checking my gun to make sure all moving parts were good to go. It was during that check that sarge briefed us to what the f@<k had happened.

- GENTLEMEN!! LISTEN UP!! Here’s the s#!t hole we’re getting into: “As of this morning a strange report was issued by some of the units stationed in the Vyan’s neutral territory. Several elves afflicted by “The Plague” were engaging in aggressive behavior towards Teheran soldiers. In act of self-preservation, the unit members involved opened fire on the attackers, killing them in the process. This was witnessed by latimian patrols who misinterpreted the event as an act of war…” This s#!t goes on boys… that incident was four hours ago and the damn city is already a f@<%ing battle ground.

- Sir, can’t we just clarify this mess and get over with it?!

- I don’t think they want to clear things up private…


*Two minutes to dropzone.*

- Anyways, our mission is drop, get in there, make contact with the missing units and bring them back to the designated extraction zone. We will be leaving by 18:00 so we have to make this quick. Anyone not found by 15:00 is f@<&ed. Is that clear?

- *YES SIR!*


*90 seconds to dropzone*

- Alright gents. GEAR UP!!

Everyone secured their tethers and cocked their guns. The pilot called out the sixty seconds mark through the intercom. Then, the bird started to slow down and the hydraulic back doors began to open. I could hear the sounds of the battle ahead; they were louder than the noise of the engines. Soon enough we got the full of the back-side view: endless streets of fires and towering clouds of smoke. I got to see one of our fighters fly past us in the opposite direction, he was followed by bolts of light and further behind, a latimian “Hawk” fighter about to tear the poor bastard a new hole (or perhaps quite a few).Next, our pilot had barely managed to give us a warning when I felt a tremendous shake and lost my hearing. We started to spin violently; I presume they blew up one of the ship’s engines.

The next thing I remember is waking up hanging from the tether. We were all in the right row hanging; except for one idiot who didn’t to buckle up (I can’t begin to think of where he ended up). The fuselage was already bursting in flames and I assure you, I lost no time in pulling out my knife. I had it pressed to the rope, ready to saw it off when the whole thing started to shift. The ship fell back on its belly and I got world-class bang to the head from hitting the fuselage as well as brand new scar on my left cheek, courtesy of my own knife. I sheath my blade and unhook myself from the tether. Then I reached for the handles and manage to stand up.

A bit exhausted and concussed I rested for a moment against the vertical handle. I start hearing muffled voices from my left; it was the sarge, shouting, all the while dragging that half-alive pesky private. I could not understand what was he saying but there were very few possibilities. I then turn to my right, towards the outside and make a clumsy run-for-it, as I feel my hearing clear up. Sarge and the private were to my right; we barely made it out when a burst of flames fired through the back doors. I honestly wish I had stayed deaf a little longer. After the blast of heat, I started hearing moans, moans that soon turned into screams… very desperate screams. Those were coming from the fuselage… from the guys who were knocked unconscious from the crash, and just now began wake up to the inferno. There was nothing we could do. In very few occasions have I heard men produce such high pitched shrieks.

We walked away from the wreck; I’d say we all silently agreed to get away from that inferno for peace of mind… whatever peace a soldier on active duty can get anyway. After a while of running over debris we thought of actually locating ourselves, so sarge, pulled up his wrist pad but before he could do anything else, the private made himself useful by visually locating the encampment we were supposed to reach. Sarge confirmed with his wrist pad, and we all ran for the post. Soon enough we were there, nothing more than a few tents around a half collapsed building, dozens wounded and or dead men lying unattended and a frenzy of computer warrior (you know, those who “fight” behind a monitor, away from the carnage, but still get the glory) the point is: that, Forward Operations Post Alpha was simply a s#!t hole.
Not a minute had passed since we were there and some of the place’s brass noticed us somehow. Colonel Castile received us, quite the impressive man I must say; would not mess with him.

- Sergeant. At ease! You just arrive here?

- Sir yes sir! Unit 501st reporting sir.

- Only you?

- What’s left of us sir. Bird crashed on the way in.

- Well… about bloody time somebody showed up. Were the hell are the walker corps?! They were supposed to be here hours ago too!

- Mechanical delays, or so I heard.

- F@<k!.. Come with me you three!

We followed behind sarge, who followed the Colonel. Castile went on talking about the bull5#!t logistics of unit deployment. All the while, the sounds of battle got louder. The Colonel gave us a special task.

- Sergeant, whatever task you were given, I, as your commander, tell you to give zero f@<ks about it. I’m currently, as you can see, in the middle of maintaining this slaughter house… and I’m out of man power.

- Sir?!

- Yes… What I need you to do is, to get to these coordinates… around one mile from here. Take this beacon and place it somewhere around there, it’s for artillery. The place is reported to be crawling with latimian. I want the beacon ready ASAP for when the walkers finally decide to get their a55es on the line. Understood?...

- Sir….

- Good! Get yer a55es moving men! I got madness to attend! GO!

Just like that we were put to do a suicide mission. That was truly the beginning of a barrage of s#!t I’ll never f@<king forget… and I mean that in many ways.

- Now, my lady Sofia, that is as much as I’m willing to say for now. Tell me, why is it a point ears like you is secretly meeting a human veteran like me? What is so interesting about what happened five years ago in Vyan that you are risking your neck?

- Captain… Stargoof?
- Strogoff point ears!

- Picky about it eh? Mine is Sofyah not Sofia… Captain.

- Whatever. Speak or I’ll just go.

- *Sight* Can you not cooperate Strogoff? Do you feel the deal is one-sided? I can do some other things with my mouth besides talking, you know. Human males claim the tongue of an alakina is quite the experience.

- So many things a scholar can learn about us humans and sexual bribing is apparently a priority for you. You’re quite the whore, as I have heard. Hah, normally I wouldn’t deny such a bargain, but unfortunately for you, you’re not all so… appealing, for me. Now… talk, if you will.

- Gods! Are you homose… Never mind. How much do you know of the Alloy Derma?

- The metal skins? They the best, toughest and most loyal soldiers were ever created!

Sofyah stands closer to Strogoff and gazes directly at his eyes. – If they were so loyal, why did your people wanted them dead? I believe you and I both know there is more than meets the eye to that spectacle five years ago?



NEW! NEW! NEW!
Infans et Bellum


Twenty-five years before.

Eyes open up before the darkness. These motherless eyes know nothing of life and so, they do not fear the hollow void. Muffled sounds reverberate from the distance. Those were the cries of newly born babies but those cries were not alone. Within the many cries there were more distinct sounds, the voices of men. Suddenly, a beam of light tears open the dark fabric from top to bottom and the motherless eyes are illuminated for the first time. The eyes now see figures, the silhouette of a man.

Silhouette 1: “Well, will you look at that! This one is eager to start living… what a pair of cute green eyes she has. Dr. Stern take a look at this one.” The silhouette turned his head and made an inviting gesture to Dr. Stern.

Stern: “Let me see… what do we have here? Ahhhh! Hello there!” The doctor takes a good look at her for some time. “She doesn’t even cry, a though little baby girl it seems. Scan the strain in her.”

The other man reaches for some strange device outside the frame as Stern contemplates the motherless eyes. The man comes back with the strange device in his hand and aims it at the baby. He is quickly interrupted by Stern: “Close her eyes first, it could blind her.” The man covers the face with his left hand and fire the device. A thin, blue beam of light scans the body of the new-born. The device beeps when the scan is complete.

Stern: “Well?”

Silhouette 1: “She is clean. The virus is still inert in her, vitals are strong. She is one healthy baby girl.”

Dr. Stern smiles with certain grief and sadness in his eyes. “I’ll take the liberty of naming this one Emma.” The baby giggles. “She likes it!” said the other man with a short laughter. Stern continues to bring Emma out of the placenta as the other man proceeds to cut open the next one.

Silhouette 1: “Ohh… Stern…”

Stern: “Burke I cannot look at every child you find cute-”

Burke: “Stern, this one is… infected. It seems to have gone live quite some time ago, it’s largely developed.”

Doctor Stern finishes his previous task and walks towards the capsule that Dr. Burke is attending. He is struck by the sight of this other malformed infant. “Poor thing… Dr. Burke, administer euthanasia!”


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Actual Spoiler Alert

The following text is supposed to be near the end of Act I. However, it may shed some light as to the course of the story.


Transcendence (Becoming the Messiah)


The Orphan stood before the holy visage of a force unknown. She extended her arm to grasp the radiant essence. The light imbued her body, carved into her soul, and spoke into her mind. The being talked with a powerful but genteel voice, that reverberated in the walls of her consciousness.

- Greetings, child of Gaia.

- I no longer know of such parentage.

- I see. Say, why have you come to me?

- I’ve been told you can help me…

- Oh but child, you do not even know my name!

- No; that, I wasn’t told.

- Then what you seek is not a person but a thing. I believe to know what it is, and I assure you, many before sought the same.

- I only seek to understand the world.

- You say “only” as if knowledge was meager in its value, child.

- It is for me, as I have no purpose anymore.

- You’ve lost your previous path, and now you seek one anew. What you need is guidance. Is it not?

- Can you give a reason to my life?

- I was once like you, child; my brothers and sisters too. Then we found a cause…

- Who ar… what... What are you?

- Like my siblings, I am a Sentinel. Our fathers made me Luminara, Genitrixque et Lucem; this, in your tongue, means Luminara, Mother of the Light. We were once lost souls who found purpose in cleansing the world from the sins of whom are now our fathers.

- Can you teach me… of your purpose?

- Child, sins do not die. We pledge to take on our arms, the burdens of this world, so that others may live free. Our reason to exist is to harbor, in ourselves, the torments of lives past, so that those yet to live may not repeat equal atrocities. The path of a Sentinel is not for the weak of heart or mind, for it may corrupt the being into depravity. Know that I can be your master, but my teachings will be harsh.

- I have nothing to lose. Please accept me as your disciple.

- Like so it has been written, and like so it shall be done.

The body of Azenai, the Orphan, became the vessel for a mundane manifestation of her luminous beauty. It was the portrait of an angel, mighty in her armor of plates like alabaster. At her back, a quartet of elegant wings with armored patagiums. At her hand was the great-sword, perpetrator of her mercy, “Alamablanca”, which she pulled from the ether.

Luminara showed her new disciple, visions from the past. She showed her, the murder of peoples, the suffering of war; Death and again death, death and violent bloodshed; Brothers spilling the blood of their own kind; Demons preying on the innocent and manipulating them for their own desires. She showed her an irrational world, thirsting for blood and for revenge, merciless and unforgiving; a world were freedom and peace had been forgotten.

- This is your first lesson my child. So that our children may not kill, we kill on their behalf; so that brothers may not spill their own blood, we spill the blood of both; and so that they may never be seduced by the lust of blood, we hunt those who are iniquitous, liars and deceivers.

The Mother of the Light, cast a portal in front of herself, and dimensions were torn. Towards it she advanced, sword in hand. She walked right and through and arrived at the other side. The radiant gateway shut behind her, at her feet, a barren land full of rubble and debris. The air was impregnated with the stench of molten metal, burnt oil, plants and homes and over all else, impregnated with the stench of rotten flesh. There was nothing but fires and smoke in the horizon. She had arrived at a battlefield.

- This shall be your first trial, my child. Will you live up to the name of Luminara, Genitrixque et Lucem? If you will… then you must, Kill… Them… All!

- Yes… Mother…
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So I've been a little more creative than usual.

Here's a collection of poems that harbor some cryptic spoilers.

An Epic of the Offspring of Light





The Child of Dread




The Prophet


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A few comments:

1) Its always tough in Science Fiction, but you should know that when readers see words that you made up it usually comes across as white noise. Try to make it easier for readers to grab onto and understand these words by providing more context around them and making it clear when a certain term is actually important.
2) You dump a good deal of exposition in the beginning of this story. I'd say ask yourself "does the reader need to know this information at this moment?" If the answer is no, don't tell the reader but show them as the story plays out. If the answer is yes, try to work it into something that feels more organically interwoven into the story. I felt like you could drop everything except the quote from your Prologue bit and I wouldn't really suffer in the next parts as a reader. As a writer you will hear this a lot: Show, don't tell.
3) I'm not sure how I feel about your point of view. From what I can tell, it is written as if the character is telling you all of this as a story. I feel like that takes me out of things a little bit. Typically when you are presenting something from a character's perspective, you get an intimate closeness which puts you into the shoes of that character. I don't feel like I am in the character's shoes. I feel like I am watching them, which takes a good deal of the tension out of the scene. This is also seen in the way you present things fairly objectively as in "this is what was happening" instead of "this is how the character experienced what was happening". If you want to keep the story thing (which I do like in general), try to find a way to introduce the chapter before fading into it, like a lot of movies do for flashbacks. The Baccano! books also do a lot of changing perspectives, including "character tells a story" type of things, typically by splitting the two segments and putting some type of descriptor like a date to distinguish between the two.
4) The Sarge feels a little over the top, to the point where he feels like a parody.
5) Give me action during the dialogue! This is part of telling how the character experiences the scene, but also, these characters aren't in a vacuum. Give me something to visualize! Also give me dialogue tags when you can (I totally understand the "I'm not going to tell you what is going on right now" thing in some scenes though).
6) I don't really get why you censored your swears. Seems weird to me.
7) Some grammar weirdness here and there. Try to write your grammar in a more formal manner, so use fewer ellipses and don't write "?!". Also, don't use asterisks to describe when characters are doing something. You can just describe it.

Overall, I'm intrigued. I like your story and the informal writing style that you are using. Its mostly more technical things that could be tightened up.
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All right, time to stop being lazy and write down my answer. First of all, many thanks on the review. Your suggestions have been noted and will be considered.

Now here are a few things I need to clarify and some I need to ask about:

1) I will try to make all the fantasy lingo understandable. At the beginning it will be white noise, however, as the story progresses the reader should become accustomed to them gradually.

2) I feel this is the minimal necessary amount of contextual information I should give to set the stage. The story has evolved into something far more complex (at least in my head) and much more context will be revealed later on. The info in the beginning is not absolutely vital to the moral side of the story, but that comes later.

3) Primarily the story told so far, is told by a side character. Strogoff and Sofyah are talking about past events; that would be the first part of the story. As the second act begins the story should develop as if it was in present form.

4) Caugh me off-guard with this one. Could you please elaborate.

5) Point taken I will work towards elaborating action during dialogue. Though in the case of "Transcendence" the dialogue does, in fact, take place on a void place.

6) Swearing is censored because I believe it is treated as profanity in the forums. However I remain unsure on this matter. Do you happen to know otherwise?

7) As you may, or may have not figured, English is not my mother tongue. Therefore I am prone to writing down nonsense every now and then. I am far more formal when writing in Spanish but... the lingua franca. Also, I try to write the dialogue as if it had been written by the characters themselves.

Anyways thanks again for your time. Ill get to work.
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All right, time to stop being lazy and write down my answer. First of all, many thanks on the review. Your suggestions have been noted and will be considered.

Now here are a few things I need to clarify and some I need to ask about:

1) I will try to make all the fantasy lingo understandable. At the beginning it will be white noise, however, as the story progresses the reader should become accustomed to them gradually.

2) I feel this is the minimal necessary amount of contextual information I should give to set the stage. The story has evolved into something far more complex (at least in my head) and much more context will be revealed later on. The info in the beginning is not absolutely vital to the moral side of the story, but that comes later.

3) Primarily the story told so far, is told by a side character. Strogoff and Sofyah are talking about past events; that would be the first part of the story. As the second act begins the story should develop as if it was in present form.

4) Caugh me off-guard with this one. Could you please elaborate.

5) Point taken I will work towards elaborating action during dialogue. Though in the case of "Transcendence" the dialogue does, in fact, take place on a void place.

6) Swearing is censored because I believe it is treated as profanity in the forums. However I remain unsure on this matter. Do you happen to know otherwise?

7) As you may, or may have not figured, English is not my mother tongue. Therefore I am prone to writing down nonsense every now and then. I am far more formal when writing in Spanish but... the lingua franca. Also, I try to write the dialogue as if it had been written by the characters themselves.

Anyways thanks again for your time. Ill get to work.


2) In my story, I wrote a whole prologue describing the world the story took place in and explaining why things are the way things are. Then I deleted it all. Readers tend to have a pretty tremendous ability to go with the flow and if you introduce information in a more organic way, it will stick with them easier and it will be a stronger introduction to your book imo.

4) I feel like the Sarge is the type of character who would be in a comedy movie making fun of old movie Sergeants. Maybe its just my inexperience with military related media, but he just doesn't feel real to me. I was reading a quote the other day which said something about writing your side characters as if the whole book was about them, which basically meant that as a reader it shouldn't be too difficult to say "yeah, this character feel like they have a whole life behind them and ahead of them". I don't feel that way with this character. I hope that helps explain what I was talking about.

6) You are allowed to swear here, just don't swear at other users. So you can say "fuck", but don't say "go fuck yourself" to another user.

Overall, I just wanted to emphasize that I did actually like your story quite a bit and some of my suggestions were a bit nit-picky because I didn't feel like there were really many major issues with your story. The biggest thing for me was getting the reader closer to the actual scenario. How/If you do that is up to you (I provided a few suggestions, but those are just suggestions).

Best of luck
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The Redundancies of Sin & Punishment


"The creation the Law was the beginning of corruption. Before the Law, there was neither good nor evil; sin, is but a matter of perception. If murder is evil, then, isn’t the murder of a murderer a sin? Is it punishment? Justice? Retribution? Are these actions any less evil if done in the name of good? No; there can never be purity. It doesn’t really matter how insistently we attempt to purge the world from its corruption, the chain cannot be broken. He, who carries out the act of punishment, renounces of his humanity, and must become a martyr of sorts. Death is the price of purity, the one true road to sanctity; and yet, none who cherish life wish to follow this path. However, there exist those who find in life nothing but a great hollow, those who lack a direction and a purpose, men and women without fears.

We gave them a purpose and they became our martyrs, our saviors. They took upon their shoulders the Great Burden. The chain of sin was almost broken: the judgment of many in the hands of few, those who liberated the rest from the need of justice. They became altruists with no regards for their own life who found pride in the service of our world of true and pure freedom; we named them, Sentinels. We thought that we had found the solution to the philosophical paradox, but in reality we only had forsaken their lives to preserve our own. The Sentinels were granted great power for we had deemed them incorruptible, we were wrong again. Some of them became fond of their lives and then felt betrayed, used, abandoned. They became to be known as the Corrupted, and they destroyed our world. As it is said: “The road to demise is paved with greatest of intentions”. Their reasoning was logical however, after all, we thought them death is the price of purity. And as so, the war of the siblings began.
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- Drifting Record
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