*flails*
Anywho, I've been procrastinating on work and studying, opting scrolling through chicken smoothie instead and I slowly began entertaining the idea of creating a role-play. I've only hosted one once before, so I'm a bit wary but if anyone's interested in the plot, I've had it in the back of my mind for some time and I might finish up the forms and coding for the first pages tomorrow uvu
Some say the War started on the Sixth day, the day the ishim were created,
and they looked to the sky, they smiled and laughed, and raised their faces, unafraid.
With a soul and Grace both.
Humans were never created, instead the ishim were formed. The ishim were the lowest rank of angel, below the malakhim who had until their birth, been the only other seraphim apart from the archangels; the ha-elyonim. The ishim were the most numerous, having easily twice the humber of the malakhim, while also being blessed with the power of free-will among them. Shortly after their creation though, God vanished, leaving Heaven in a disarray and on the brink of a Civil War over these new and purposeless angels. The archangels, the first-born of the seraphim took stances against each other, the War ignighting into a violent flame when word of what Lucifer had wrought reached his brother's ears. He had corrupted one of the ishim, a female named Lilith, into some demented creature, neither seraphim or beast, with pitch black pupils that colored her entire sclera and tattered wings made of thick rolling smoke. Lucifer had set out to make a point, show the flaw in his Father's final creation and blame the ishim with their soul and Grace for God's vanishing.
Michael, Raphael and Uriel where disgusted by their brother and his corrupted angels, and took to assembling the ishim, wanting to assign the numerous angels purpose, menial or worse. They became buffer soldiers for their cause as they warred against Lucifer, who had persuaded Saraquel and Ramiel to come to his side as brothers and they together corrupted the disaffected their cause and army. The final archangels, Gabriel and Raguel fled, horrified at the war of their brothers making and the battlefield that had become Earth and Heaven in their Father's absence. The malakhim garrisons split among the two warring archangel Hosts, while some ishim rebelled from Michael, risen up and claimed themselves free, that they had been made free. The remaining ishim had renamed themselves and fled out in defiance taking a vast number of them to shelter from the war as refugees on Earth.
Gabriel and Raguel found the fled ishim then, and took it upon themselves to protect the lowest tier of angels. Still the war raged on and soon the ishim had formed an army of their own under the two archangels. It was a rag tag and small army, joined by malakhim who did not find distain towards the ishim as many did. The third army has soon grown infamous in battle, formidable and fast, their illogical and sheer reckless unpredictability making up for their inferior angelic abilities.
Such the war continued, seraphim divided among three fronts, and with no end in sight.
