Angels were not anything like we had been told. The bible was wrong, the songs, the movies, nearly everything ever written or designed about them was wrong.

They are nothing like the harp-playing sweet guardian angels we were all lead to believe. No one knows why they came, well at least not anyone I have met. Seven months ago the angels descended on the earth, and instead of the lord and savior so many people thought would be coming with them, all that came was devastation. It started in Vatican city, the pope had a massive ceremony to welcome them, but before anyone could even speak to one of the angel's the world was set ablaze. Fires spread through cities, states, and countries. Killing millions, and destroying any sense of civilization. Morden technology is all but useless now as everything from cell phone towers to power plants was demolished. There is nothing left of the old world, and for those of us left alive we are now being hunted by the very thing some worshiped.

It's all up to Anahera to save it, before everything she loves burns to an inferno.

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Pronceatios & Definitions: (will be updated as the story progresses) 

Anahera: ANA-HERA

Erela: ER-ELA