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My Fallen Angel race is doomed, not if I can help it.

*Appearences do cause trouble, eh? Ravan thought as he was dying.* Ye ye ye, a story. The Crestfallen Angel tribe is doomed, and Ravan is determined to fix it. a might be dangerous journey became a new a refreshed adventure as Ravan, once old, was in a new body, a young child he was taking care of before he died. Now with the maybe so last survivors of the once independent powerful tribe, Fallen crimsons, Ravan works his way of making or rebuilding the tribe again, with lots of secrets keep from each other.

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Choices

Kilo woke up in a star realm. 

Where am I?

Then he narrowed his eyes and saw 4 shadowy shapes.

Voices came from them.

"…Yea, exactly! I've never knew about this." A voice echoed then 3 more joined in.

"Oh, the other shadow woke up." A different voice grunted.

"She was asleep long enough." The first one had a sugary tone.

"Uh, if your taking about me, I'm not a girl.." Kilo corrected.

Silence sprung from the whole realm. "You're lacking a lot of shock, boy." Now it was an old voice. 

"I knew I was a Demigod ever since." Kilo rolled his eyes, then looked at the shadowy figures, all sitting down except one.

"Uh.." 

"I don't know what this place is either, but that sleeping one is wasting useful time right now." He was pissed off.

"Ok.." 

——-

The sleeping person finally woke up, a shocked gasp escaping from its mouth.

"Where am I?" It was a girl. And it was..

"Ayla?" Kilo asked the shadow figure that jerked her head in surprise.

"Huh?" Kilo figured she still confused. He was about to announce he was Kilo when the panel like his eye color popped up in front of everyone.

{Hi! All five Demigods. You are in the waiting and awaking room.}

{Must have felt sleepy, right? Well, no pain is going to be inflicted on you because you are all Demigods! After that, you have levels of what type of gods you are!}

{Let me tell you the rankings: Weakest Demigod, Demigod, Powered Demigod, Sacred Demigod, then lastly [god of something], which is very hard to actually reach. You are starting at Weakest Demigod, all of you.}

Kilo shivered as he felt some strength leave his body, then wrapped his wings protectively around him.

{You can't actually stare to much, because this will happen accidentally, |•A Demigod [Weakest] is staring at you!•|}

That's trouble some.. Kilo thought as he read the message in his wings.

{Ah, I almost forgot. You can't reveal your real names, because it will cause bad things that might ruin the players things! And, #+-@, the name ++°£ wasn't revealed to the Demigod, so she didn't hear.}

Kilo gasped in disbelief. He somehow knew that the system was talking to him, but he couldn't even hear his own name.

{The rest of the people who know you will forget your name and existence, I guess you have to rebuild trust or something with them.}

Nobody talked.

{And you will all wake up somewhere else, just sperated from the humans and players. But, your not going to be together, since depending on your actions and missions you take, your god form is going to build up on that. Journey along and around the world, find each other, something!}

{You will wake up when the players come, so it's going to be day's break. Good luck!}

Then a timer showed when they were due to wake up.

{34:00}

"We have 34 minutes to talk..?" The sugar voice gasped, awe and shocked about something.

"So.. my family is going to forget me?" Kilo asked himself, then he kept thinking about it.

*****

Hannah saw that two figures are alike, both having wings. Only one had a horn, but it was deeply covered and hard to see.

"Ok, if we can't reveal our real names, how about we just do this, make code names." The grumpy guy or girl's voice sounded a little lighter.

"Ok.. then, call me, uh, Sorcery! I'ma aim to be the god of Sorcery!" Hannah excitedly offered the other 4 Weakest Demigods.

"…Sure. I guess. Warfare-" 

"Warfare?" The old voice laughed halfheartedly. "Ok, Warfare, Sorcery, I'm Mystery ." 

Warfare and Sorcery clearly thought that god of Mysteries was going to be a hard thing to do. 

"Don't worry," Mystery said, when he heard nothing at all, "I'm going to make some things on the newspaper about that, so you will get ideas of where I am."

"I don't know if you're a grandpa or grandma, Mystery. You were already mysterious the moment you woke up." Warfare said thoughtfully.

"Constellation," the horned girl's voice yawned, then didn't speak after.

"Ok.. how about you, nameless?" Sorcery asked the other winged shadow with no horn.

Sorcery looked at the timer, and it said {29:34}.

Time is actually flying by quickly.

"Mythical.. Mythic. I'm going to be the god of Mythical Creatures and Diseases."

Sorcery gaped at the idea. "Y-your basically saying your going to befriend Creatures and Diseases?" She stumbled over her words.

"Hm… ok. I can't really say for sure that it's beyond impossible, but that's going to be an interesting mystery for you to befriend Diseases." Mystery nodded, only making little movement in Warfare, Constellation, and Sorcery's eyes.

"I think impossible." Warfare grunted, and Constellation nodded sleepily.

"I think so too.." Constellation slurred her words over.

"Ok, but how exactly are you to do that-"

{Oh, wow! Mythic, that seems impossible to do! Well, I am here to help you. I will give you a skill, and when it gets to 100%, you're going to have an amazing surprise.} The panel popped above the timer, and switched as soon as Mythic finished reading.

{You all can now get summoned here when your leader calls.}

"Wha- who's our leader? Or captain?" Warfare asked, surprise mixed with question in his voice.

{You will vote who, and make sure you do quickly, before I have to give you Weakest Demigods something so you can be teleported here!} Then it cracked and disappeared.

"We.. vote who?" Sorcery asked to nobody in particular.

"I personally think not me." Constellation laid down after mumbling that.

"Nobody is going to vote you, and when since we said that?" Warfare snapped, then he calmly stated, "if we doing this, it's gotta be me, I'm Warfare, and fighting is my specialty. Warfare literally means engaging with or something of a conflict of war, and we're basically against Players, no?" He swung his arms up and down.

"I think Mystery." Mythic voiced importantly.

"Woah, me?" Mystery pointed at himself in surprise.

"I don't think Mystery is fit for it. You know, if it's going to be something about Mystery, then he's going to probably make it into riddles!" Sorcery quickly cut that suggestion off. She casted a glance at Warfare, probably fuming with rage.

"Not Warfare. Gets angry pretty quickly. Constellation is looking like she always sleeps, and I think I'm fit for it. Mythic, you sound too young for leadership." Sorcery carefully selected her words, not trying to make anyone angry.

Ping 

{I think [Mythic] is fit for leadership.} The timer changed for

3 and a split second then vanished, but Sorcery picked it up quickly.

"What?" Sorcery asked, then saw the time. {13:10}

{I picked the leader. Now, I, the System, will give you all uniforms. It is required. They have changed their minds. I am to follow.}

A white light flashed in Sorcery's vision, then something slammed right onto her face.

*****

Kilo felt something slam right onto his face, and he shrieked.

I can't breathe!

Unwrapping his wings from himself, he breathed deeply as he could finally see. He actually saw the other shadows, but they weren't shadows anymore, they were colored. They were their normal selves. 

"Wowie!" Sorcery yelped excitedly as she first saw everyone around her.

Warfare has dark green eyes and raven black hair. But, they couldn't see everyones full faces.

They had masks on. Only the hair and eyes were visible as they were all wearing something totally different from what they wore before. 

Looking at the other Weakest Demigods, Kilo already knew everyone had matching clothes. 

Brown pants, black boots, white masks, brown suit, and puffy jackets.

But everyone was looking at him especially. Except Constellation.

"What?" He asked them all. 

"You just have wings and a tail and a different, uh, clothing style." 

The panel made a mirror for Kilo. He looked at himself in amazement.

His face had a white mask too, but gold nuggets hung from fine silk ropes. His face feathers were longer, curled upwards. The clothes were like the others, but he had a crown on top of his head, fine jewels encasing different colored ones. A beautiful black cape was floating down, but Kilo spread his wings backward because it felt strangely cold and a little heavy, but he could still fly.

More golden nuggets shaped like squares and circles decorated his wings, with purple flowers blooming from the square gold nuggets.

His tail matched, and when he wagged it gently, the gold clinked together softly.

Annoying.

"Why do I have so many designs." Kilo blandly asked himself. 

"Woah, your outfit is gorgeous!" Constellation shouted. 

"Why are you up?" Mystery asked her.

{Wow, Mythic! I didn't expect that from a gold nugget face mask. Well, now if you want to not be like that, you can just take off the mask!} 

"Ok.." Kilo, Mythic, replied.

{I will now teleport you to the room where it is your job to introduce the [Players] to this world! Of course, your not revealing your real name to them, but your code names.}

Mythic quickly looked at Constellation again, but was disappointed that it wasn't Ayla.

"I guess so," he sighed.