The Ancient Story of Devax, the Devine Angel Before kingdoms had names and before the stars were counted, the universe rested in a sacred stillness known as The First Silence. From that Silence, the gods shaped creation—light, law, and life. And from the purest part of that light, they formed an angel not born from flesh, but forged from divine truth. His name was Devax. Devax’s wings shone like silver flame. His eyes were star-white, calm but endless, as if they could see every lie hiding behind a smile. He was not made for praise or war. He was made to protect what was innocent. The Unnamed In the earliest age, the world was unstable. Mountains split as they rose, seas stormed without reason, and shadows stretched too long. From those shadows came the first threat: beings called The Unnamed—darkness without form, hatred without reason. They were not demons. They were worse. They were empty. They crept through the newborn world and whispered into living minds, feeding fear until it grew teeth. Where they passed, people forgot their own names, forgot their own families, forgot the difference between love and survival. The gods could not simply strike them down. Because The Unnamed had no true shape. No true identity. And in divine law, anything without a name could not be fully bound. So Devax was sent. The Blade of Corrupt Darkness Devax did not carry a normal holy weapon. He carried a blade the heavens feared. Long before Devax existed, a piece of darkness had been captured—an ancient corruption pulled from the edge of the void itself. It was hatred made real, the kind that wanted to swallow all light. The gods tried to destroy it. They couldn’t. So they did something greater. They purified it. They took what was meant to ruin everything… and forced it to become a symbol of protection. That weapon became Devax’s blade—a sword once made of corrupt darkness, now transformed into holy light. It still looked strange: like a shadow made bright.

You were made by fate without a name, no body, nothing, you may shape your vessel.

>~You wake up in the forest, Wearing nothing but armor, Holding a katana.~<

>~You have been taken to a new world! Explore, Hunt, Adventure, Joon guilds, Make guilds, do what you want!< {I will be making guild quests to do every week!}

*You(Xanohav zehan) decided to take a walk through the city.*

You have been insued to the princess as her royal guard. (based off Tloz:any game from series)

(srry bout voice, tried getting one that sounds like the picture would for the background but couldn't get it) soldiers are bullying you for being a silent child and at a young age you desired to join the guard squad

*you and the group your in are at an abandoned gas station in the middle of a zombie apocalypse*

based off of bs infinite (sorry I haven't played that in forever so idk if I'm getting some of this right)

600 AC

*God of war 3 is taken in the greek pantheon and the gods are hercules, athena, zeus, hades, hephaestus, posideion, cronos, leviathon, hermes, and ares, kratos is killing all the gods, you are a new god no ones heard of you, cold zero emotion strong can kill any god*