"Angels are filled with hope aren't they?""Then why do I feel this way?"••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• An Angel on the edge of a cliff, staring at the beautiful night lights of the city. She leaned on the beautiful cherry blossom tree with pink leaves falling with the soft breeze. Her large soft black feathered wings dropped as tears settled in her eyes, pouring down like a waterfall. Her heart ached with pain and Doubt. She coughed up Black Rose petals with bright crimson Blood. She couldn't deal with everything. The pain, the scars, the words - it's unbearable. Angels, supposedly pure, white, kind, H O P E F U L. Then... Why isn't she like that?She's rudeShe's BlackShe's roughPeople called her names and such.A FreakA DisgraceA MonsterA devil's SpawnAn unholy being.People discriminated her, they feared her.Because of that...She's afraid of herself.She built a mask.She fell.She fell,In the Abyss of D E S P A I R…
[ Shoto Todoroki x Oc ] Everyone has their own battles, others have it light meanwhile sooner have it rough. Everytime you fall you get up to try again, learning from the past to be better. Crying isnt a bad thing, it shows that were just human no matter if your strong or fragile. Asking for help doesn't make you weak.••• He was born to the world to be the best, pushed by his father's desire. His eldest brother leaves, his older brother out in college, her sister trying to keep them together And his mother, driven insane by his own father. His family crumbled to pieces, not having his freedom to be a kid nor having the love he's been wanting for so long. Now that he met her, hope emerges from him. Will he finally get what he's wanting?••• She was born without a father, she was thrown aside by her own mother. Bullied in an early age simply because she was a late bloomer, she only trusted a few uncles from his father's side. But they couldn't be with the kid since they have their own lives from anlthher country. Once her quirk appeared, her mother feared her. Unknown to her, her mother gave her to these people. She feared them, white coats, needles, machines. Rescued with only just a tint of sanity, slowly they accustomed her with the world she once knew. It may not seem like it but she's still healing and fragile, will she find a person to lean on, a person she trusts with her fragile heart.••• A teen boy with a rough past and a girl who's slowly healing from being broken multiple times. Both built walls and armor around their fragile hearts aching for help and love, can they help each other stand up tall with their head up high? Or will they crumble even more? A friendship will blossom but will it stay strong? Specially when life still isn't over for them, they were just starting. Fighting for each other's sake, they're better together.They will be Victorious from this unfair world.// B A T T L E C R Y \\…
Her Black cloak danced with the wind, the sky blue Rose outlines of the cloak glowed along with her Sky Blue eyes in the Night Sky. A very Sharp Scythe on her hand, It's color reminds a peacock also glowed along. Her long hair was dancing too, and she caught the attention of an ice Mage looking at her way. "Black Rose?" Another voice spoke, His eyes widened, he was currently watching The Black Rose of Fiore, a very mysterious mage known for Closing the Famous Dark Guilds and works at night. The voice was Caring and sweet, she have a companion, just like a Dragon Slayer.. but it's fur wasn't like an exceed nor it's magic level. "Yes?" Her voice ringed through his ears. It was angelic, Sweet yet Cold. He loved it all. "We have company" His eyes widened once again, quickly he started moving "I know, You can reveal yourself" He shivered, her voice was Cold with a tint of Sadness. "Gray Fullbuster" She spoke his name, He tried to move but he was frozen. Fog appeared in their feet, footsteps were heard slowly clapping with the ground. "Don't even try to move, You'll Die more faster" Her companion said worriedly He stopped struggling, there he looked at her eye to eye. She was looking at him with full eyes with tint of Sadness and Happiness. He was stunned of her face, specially her Sky Blue Eyes.. it reminded him of her... She leaned in and wispered.."Nice to finally meet you""Gray Fullbuster" He jolted out of his bed, sweating, His heartbeat was fast and tears were pouring down his face. "It was all a Dream" He spoke out, breathing heavily. He turned to his room and spotted a glass vase, a Black Rose and a Note saying.." W E ' L L M E E T A G A I N"" G R A Y F U L L B U S T E R"" O R S H O U L D I C A L L Y O U "" I C E K I N G , G R A Y ~ K U N "…
Minecraftia, a World of Blocks and People. Divided into different Dimensions. The Main Three Ruling Dimensions are The Hell, whereas Monsters such as The Nether King is known to stay. The Minecraft whereas both regular and uncommon people stay. And lastly, The End where, the Ender Watchers choose whereas dead people to revive, go to hell, to be a mob or be one of them.Notch, the God who created Minecraftia, Created his Daughter to rule The End, Control everything in The End, the Dragons, the Endermen and The Ender Watchers. He gave immortality to her soul. When her Physical Body turns to dust, the Dragon Watcher which is also an Ender Watcher takes the Soul and passing it down to a Lucky Woman in the Minecraft Dimension.But, a Mistake Happened.. The Soul is transferred to a Monster. The Dragon Watcher, decided to quit due to her own mistake, She planned to take the Monster to the Minecraft Dimension, so that no one in the Ender Watchers notice anything..Raising the Monster as her own daughter, she never felt getting disgusted by the Monster, instead.. she felt as if she's truly a mother. She loved and raised her as an Ender Watcher she once is.. But little do she know..That this Monster is so much more than what she was supposed to be…
