((Open roleplay.Looking for someone who can hold their own against a raging angel, but can open his heart.)) Locked deep with the bowels of a church, lay a rare creature, whose formally thought extinct race went by the name of Nephilim.Having been the half-breeds of warrior angels and reapers, they were immortal, but easily killed off once the humans found their weakness, a stone embedded in their chest.. The last of this great race was now locked up, asleep until the end of time, it seemed.His great wings were staked to the floor, his wrists and ankles wrapped in golden chains engraved with angelic runes.The stone in his chest did not glow, but his steady breathing disturbing the dust was all that was needed to show he was alive.And despite not having eaten in little over than a century, he was still muscular, healthy.Who could have trapped this creature..? And why?
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 02:40:14 +0000
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