In the demon world, an angel named Ariadne fell in love with a demon named Asmodeus. They had kept their love a secret for thousands of years, until an angel named Paris found out about their secret, and told Arcana, the god of this world. Arcana's fury unleashed the Ten Titans of this world and used it to battle the Demon Lords armies. When the Asmodeus found out, he surrendered Araidne to Arcana, whom was a mother to three born babies. Ariadne sent them away to be hidden from the world. The world was not ready to see the Nephilims (Angel/Demon Hybrid) that were created.
Arcana executed Ariadne. The only thing left for the children were the last and vague memories of Ariadne and the Grand Arms left for the children, weapons that can only be created by higher beings. To this day, only three exist. Kept by the children of Ariadne.
In this RPG, you will be playing the children of Arcana, whether it be son or daughter is up to you. This RPG will be deeply told like a story. Though much action awaits. With that said, I will only be allowing three players to join.
You must choose between these Characters. The names are given, you cannot change them. Though you may change the gender, and everything else about the character.
Also this RPG will not connect players together. Each player will be in totally different universes. So no worries if one player is inactive.
Characters to Choose:
Sparda/Sora -
Kirin/Kaira -
Azlam/Azarea -
You can pick any character, even if someone else is using them.
Classes: Demon - Uses rage, and all other evil to become more powerful. There is no honor here, only pure power. The Demons were known for their incredible connection to emotion, fearless, merciless. They gain power much faster than any other class. Using dark magic and powerful rage, you can avenge your mother, and become the king of all worlds and dimensions.
Main Weapon: Soul Eater (Sword: Every enemy you slay makes you stronger.)
Angel - The angels class comes from the good inside your heart. You have nobility and honor. Angels were gifted with connections to Arcana, which may be very powerful depending on how you meditate on these things. Using light energy, you can become a new god.
Main Weapon: Spear of Arcana (Spear: Use magic and weaponry)
Nephilim - The hybrid between Angels and Demons. You are the balance of both, and can become both. You have your own powers, and will discover them on your own. You are shunned by the God Arcana, and Rejected by the fires of hell. But you possess potential to destroy both. You are your own power. You can use dark and light powers.
Main Weapon: Grand Chariot (Armor - Multiplies all attributes. The only weapon that is also worn as an armor)
Main Weapons: They are the Grand Arms left to you by Ariadne. They are the only weapons that can be improved and evolve as you grow stronger.
The kick makes him laugh. You could say his next punch obliterated your face. You fall to the ground. You feel a strong power surge within you. You hear the voices and see the memories of your lost mother. You can feel the armor empowering you. You get up feeling power without limit. It's time to fight, you drop the rusty sword because who needs it anyway.
Name: Kaira
Class: Nephilim
HP: 100/100
Weapon: Iron sword
Armor:
Inventory:
Grand Chariot
"I had a good life here, a nice simple life without problems. Now this get's dropped on my doorstep. I guess there isn't anything to do..." I say slightly angry, "I was safe and comfortable here!" Fury on my mind I methodically strap myself into the armor.
What kind of armor is this, you think to yourself. It looks like a piece of armor a king would wear. You hear a voice. "run." Arrows start to shoot down from everywhere. You hear voices from not so far away saying "There's the Nephilim".
I hear that the forge is awake, and I rush downstairs, and out to where my dad was working. "What are you making, so early?" i asked. I yawned and wandered over to him, and peered at his work, keeping an eye on the flames, and the falling hammer
"OK" I run back to my room and grab my rucksack. I think that, since the trip shouldn't last too long, I pack enough food for two meals each, my jacket, my pocket knife, and chalk to mark our path. I tie my hair up, out of my eyes, and go back to meet Dad.
