Dendus (Gehenna)
"Too-tuu-too-woop..."
The secretly-female Limbus walked in to Athalia's gates a day late. She did not mind though, she did not care about schedules and such. She was off drinking and talking with old men last night, and that explains it. The school looked quite fancy, and probably its students, or that was at least she thought. Indeed, this was the school of the highest of the high, with only very little getting in. It's a wonder how they even got so many! Then she stepped beyond the iron bars, and all these thoughts were gone with the wind. The first thing that came to her senses was not how did many of the students disappeared all of a sudden, or that nearly all people here has an affinity for magic, but..
What's this i smell?
The scent of manna... and lily blossoms. This is the scent of an angel I see...
Wait a second...
By God this stench of sulfur and ash. This is a demonic presence. Either there's a battle possibly occurring here without the knowledge of these students, or...
OR...
Someone is messing with the natural order. In this case then... Well i'd like to know more about this place first.
Instead of running straight to where he (from now on until revelation of true gender, pronoun will be "he") sensed the strange presence, he threw away what he was smoking, gave off a smug breath, then walked towards the garden while still humming and speaking out the same tune he was making sounds off earlier. The building's architecture reminded him quite of all the 30's European architecture he saw that nearly went to ruin in what they call the Second World War. There was a first, but it doesn't sound interesting much. Speaking of the 30's, he was technically 90 years old on Earth as he had thought, but in the terms of the Limbus he was... seventeen? Or was it eighteen?
Doesn't matter too much to him.
"Too-tuu-too-woop..."
The secretly-female Limbus walked in to Athalia's gates a day late. She did not mind though, she did not care about schedules and such. She was off drinking and talking with old men last night, and that explains it. The school looked quite fancy, and probably its students, or that was at least she thought. Indeed, this was the school of the highest of the high, with only very little getting in. It's a wonder how they even got so many! Then she stepped beyond the iron bars, and all these thoughts were gone with the wind. The first thing that came to her senses was not how did many of the students disappeared all of a sudden, or that nearly all people here has an affinity for magic, but..
What's this i smell?
The scent of manna... and lily blossoms. This is the scent of an angel I see...
Wait a second...
By God this stench of sulfur and ash. This is a demonic presence. Either there's a battle possibly occurring here without the knowledge of these students, or...
OR...
Someone is messing with the natural order. In this case then... Well i'd like to know more about this place first.
Instead of running straight to where he (from now on until revelation of true gender, pronoun will be "he") sensed the strange presence, he threw away what he was smoking, gave off a smug breath, then walked towards the garden while still humming and speaking out the same tune he was making sounds off earlier. The building's architecture reminded him quite of all the 30's European architecture he saw that nearly went to ruin in what they call the Second World War. There was a first, but it doesn't sound interesting much. Speaking of the 30's, he was technically 90 years old on Earth as he had thought, but in the terms of the Limbus he was... seventeen? Or was it eighteen?
Doesn't matter too much to him.