At the center of our Universe, there is a very special planet, known as Lamurix. It is a sanctuary, a world where beings from many different planets and cultures come to live together in peace, under the supervision, guidance and leadership of The Council of Life, a powerful race of godlike beings. Lamurix has been at peace for almost the entire time since its founding, and there have practically been no wars or conflicts. However, there is something coming soon, something dark and sinister, and the citizens of Lamurix will have to band together to combat this threat.
We now begin our tale on a normal, peaceful morning on Lamurix, which just so happens to be on the day of the planet’s annual ball…
Jonathan Servastus awoke, sitting up in his bed and stretching a bit. He then got ready for the day, donning his suit and heading out the door. “Morning, Jonathan!” A neighbor said as he walked by. Jonathan waved to the neighbor. “Morning to you as well.”
“Are you excited for tonight’s ball?”
“Of course. I have been looking forward to it all year!” Jonathan said excitedly.
“Think you’ll get a girl?”
Jonathan shrugged. “Eh, I don’t know. I guess we’ll just have to see…” he said as he continued along his way.
Inlenor walked around the the city, she kept an eye out for any Celestial, as one of those things would be the last thing she wanted to meet. She sighs as she walked, wondering if her kind would ever rise again and earn the previous glory they had once receive.
Inlenor spies the automaton and instinctively hides her face, before she realizes that’s it’s not a Celestial. She lets out a relieved sigh, before walking again.
Seeing her hesitance and hiding, he walks up. “You are acting suspicious. Please state your name and business, so as to prove your innocence.” He ‘asks.’
“Actively avoiding showing your face, slowing when you saw me, acting, overall, like you have something to hide.” He said, his eyes not changing, nor his tone. “As such, suspicious behavior.”
“I thought you were someone I recognized, and long story short it would be very awkward if we met, so I instinctively hid my face. Perhaps you are over analyzing your surroundings.”
She was a little more comfortable then before, and showed to no signs of lying.
“Speaking your grace…”
Most angels had adopted vaguely human forms after the first few encounters Ayet however was disturbing to behold their body was a trembling mass of golden threads
“…what is your command?”