Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2022
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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Never did the faekin imagine within all the years she had been waiting for this day to come that it'd actually happen. For so long in the beginning had she been hopeful, her parents would come around and surely see her side of things. The forced separation obviously negatively affected her. From being so consumed by depression and heartache that she had days where getting out of bed felt near impossible. To how she could be fine one minute to suddenly bursting into tears the next. The loss of her one true love damaged a part of her that could never be repaired without his return. It wasn't a reckless decision she made being with him. Serestia thought long about it, what it meant... and in the end she felt it was worth it over all. The heiress felt that no other man could compare; that none would be able to make her as happy as he did. [break][break] She had hope that if these people had any ounce of care for her... they'd reconsider their action decisions but as much as she wished, that never happened. Serestia had been determined to not give up but even mentioning his name sparked unfavored reactions. Asking about him to any of her servants resulted in them hurriedly trying to flee from her. It was as like mentioning his name had become the equivalent of a curse. Their answer was told to her upon the announcement of her arranged marriage and from then... the faith she had in the people she once believed cared for her had been tarnished.[break][break] Serestia had no choice but to play along, to keep such feelings at bay and only to expose when in private. For so long had she held back tears, bitten down the loneliness, the wanting she felt for none other than Mashita. She dreamt of their reunions, sometimes it would go as she hoped... and sometimes it'd be the exact opposite. Fear consumed her overtime with the possible notion that... what if he didn't want her anymore? These horrid thoughts flooded her mind as his sleeve gently moved to wipe her tears. Such actions alone cancelled out those thoughts and made her realize that... the both of them wanted the same thing.[break][break] They wanted nothing more than to be with each other again. [break][break] The flood gates had been unleashed and there was no stopping the tears that fell from her cheeks. It was years of her biting back her true emotions about this all. Serestia never thought she'd have this chance again... to be touched, acknowledged, even loved by Mashita again but those words of promise has her feeling happy which was something she hadn't genuinely felt in too long. Her hand shakily draws back to hold onto the hand that settled on her cheek, gently did she nuzzle into it.[break][break] A soft yet quiet whimper emits from her throat before she inhales and exhales deeply to speak. "I won't let you leave... you belong here with me, Mashita..." There's a pause because seeing him so close still has her overcome with emotion but she forces back those tears as her lips tremble. "I forgot to say..."[break][break] If this was anything like them in the past she would've been much to shy to do any of this, say any of this but now? She didn't hesitate to move herself forward, to rest against him and settle her face near his body. The distance between them closed, not only out of desire for the feeling of being in his embrace but the words she was about to speak. She wanted no one but his ears alone to hear. "Welcome back... I missed you so much." She couldn't bring herself to feel shy right now when every inch of her was desperate for him.
tags:Mashita Ryley words count: 649 out of character: these two make me so emotional
Everything that was good in her life mostly ceased the day that Mashita Ryley had left it. A good portion of who she was had been ripped out from her, out from her grasps. The one who had motivated her to live each day to the fullest, the one who had her jumping up out of bed and anticipating the days she had with him. All of that turned into slowly waking up to realization that he wasn't there. That he wouldn't be greeting him when she would go out of her room, wouldn't be protecting her as he promised all those years ago. Mashita would no longer be at her side, no longer hold or love her in secret much like they used too.
It was the realization she had every waking day of not being with him... and that? that devastated the fae. She could never forget whether it was herself not allowing it or just not wanting to give up on the sphinx who won her over with the genuinity of his feelings. This cruel world she had to be born in... the forbidden nature of their relationship. Serestia was upset that it wasn't him she could be with. She wished it could have been him who she had walked down the isle to marry.
At least, in her eyes the day that it happened... she imagined nobody else but Mashita.
It took her a few seconds to realize just how long he had been standing there but it was made aware when his voice cuts in. Her breath hitches and she feels the tears in her eyes swelling up. Her teeth bite down in order to avoid the eventual sob from leaking out of her glossed lips. Hearing the voice that always was so appealing within the memories that remained of him so low and hesitant made the feeling of guilt overwhelm her within an instant.
A strike to the heart when the words of her wanting him to leave fall on out. As if stuck in a trance, her attention to the fallen items on the ground is no longer. Her trembling hand reaches out and grips almost too tightly onto his arm, her pupils wide and shaking from the mere idea of him leaving her all over again. "NO!" Her voice comes out louder than she had intended, the desperation of her plea was practically dripping. She was nothing like the image of the proper daughter her parents intended to be in this moment.
It takes a few seconds of silence for her to realization of what she's done to happen. She could not only feel Mashita's eyes glued onto her but the onlookers of those who were drawn to them by that little shout of hers. Serestia's hand pulls back as if she's been stung. She was never this improper... she knew better than to make a scene like this but Mashita being here made her desperate. That claim of wanting to leave had the fear instilled in her that if he left... he'd never see him again. Her eyes drop down to peer back at the ground, as her tears are finally unleashed. Serestia's voice was not as loud as it was a few seconds ago. It even lost it's urgency and had been replaced with a brittle tone.
The sounds of the atmosphere around them ceased and all that she could hear was the pounding of her heart in her ears. She has to say something... she has to say anything or else Mashita will leave. He'll walk away! Her eyes closed tightly while her tears went flying due to the shaking of her head. "I don't want you to leave. Please."
"Oh please... don't go..." Her eyes slowly unclenched as her head slowly looked back up, revealing the tear plagued eyes of her. Seeing his face so closely has her heart swelling. "I'm so sorry, Mashita. I'm sorry... " Her hand leaves her chest and returns to hold back onto him but this time she limits herself to grasping onto his arm gently. Serestia feels she has to hold onto him like this... to guarantee he won't vanish like he vanished all those years ago.
"I don't want you to be apart from you again..."
tags:Mashita Ryley words count: 720 out of character: i'm broken </3
A breathe of fresh air and the comforting breeze of the wind are among the few things that still were able to bring a smile to her face. Times alone were all she had to herself to where she could properly feel anything remotely positive. The fae didn't have to worry about putting on a show of playing a happy housewife or being the obedient daughter her parents wanted out of her since the beginning. This walk through the shopping district was the one resetting point she had every week. It was when she could set anew her unhappiness that would steadily grow with each new day. It also helped her with keeping it all together even though she was already far past the starting point of crumbling at this point.
Her hand tightly held onto two various bags of goods she had went to retrieve. Some being various snacks and treats that the youth back home liked eating to some various beauty products and accessories for herself. Serestia feet had come to a stop as turned to take in the beauty of the scenery. Her hand moved to gently push a few strands of her hair out of her face as she sighed softly. She still had a few more shops to go to but... staying here like this for just a while longer wasn't too bad of an idea.
At least... in that moment it wasn't a bad idea at all. She had finally been feeling the peace she had been hoping for but with the turn of her head would that change in an instant. She wasn't unused to the sight of TRS patrolling the area around here when she walked but the eyes that met hers has her whole body freezing up. The bags in her hands shaking and the strength in both hands leaving which makes it's contents fall to the floor.
Those lovely green eyes she loved...
The charming face she grew to love looking at, the face she longed to see after the forceful separation.
She can't control the tremoring of her body but her gaze does snap down as she sucks in a deep breath. Her eyes are already stinging and it's taking everything for Serestia to not break out into tears. She isn't sure if they're out of joy or surprise of seeing him here. Serestia wanted nothing more than to run up to him, to embrace him but fear of rejection. Fear of the concept of being hated by him consumed her. Did he hear about her marriage? Did he hear about the life she was forced to continue without him? The fae lets out a vaguely inaudible whimper... only those close would have been able to hear it. Her heart feels torn in every direction and yet... getting to see him again is bringing up all the feelings that never went away.
Serestia crouches down to begin to pick up her fallen belongings in a panicked state. Her fingers still shaking and she's barely managing to grab onto the various glosses that fell out. She's scared to look up and scared that the chance of him being there was yet another horrible delusion that her mind fooled her to believe.
tags:Mashita Ryley words count: 543 out of character: ready to cry...
[attr="class","smoll"]Serestia has a slim build with little to no noticeable muscle. She is very active but despite this fact, it's any notable exercise that would allow her body to gain muscles. She stands at 4'9" and weighs 97 lbs. Serestia has short arms and legs. Her hands are small and soft to the touch, her nails often being decorated in various nail colors with additional designs. She has fair skin with pink undertones. Her skin is unblemished and she was blessed with a youthful appearance. Serestia has long brown hair that is soft to the touch and often smells sweet like strawberries. She mostly wears it down but will put it up for special occassions. Serestia has a round face shape with a pointed chin. Her eyes are big and large, eyelashes being naturally long and further casting attention to her lovely blue eyes. Her lips are thin and soft to the touch; often covered in some kind of lipstick or gloss. [break][break] Serestia's choice of wear depends on if she has anything planned. Her choice of clothing normally often leans towards the comfort side of things. Fluffy sweaters usually in pastel colors with either long-flowy skirts or shorts. An occassional long sleeve flowy dress with some kind of floral pattern. When meeting important people or special occassions, she'll often lean towards wearing various types of dresses with a fair amount of detail in accessories and the way she styles her hair. Her shoes would be a pair of black heels.
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[attr="class","letitle"]personality
[attr="class","smoll"]POSITIVE[BREAK] - Amiable[BREAK] - Loyal[BREAK] - Organized[BREAK] - Sympathetic[BREAK] - Vivacious[BREAK] NEGATIVE[BREAK] - Brittle[BREAK] - Desperate[BREAK] - Regretful[BREAK] - Weak-minded[BREAK] - Resentful[BREAK] [BREAK] MISC[BREAK] - Serestia is the current heiress to a renowned fae clan. Her upbringing she has had all the proper training and care for the sake of her future of leading the clan. [BREAK] - As a result of being held in a position of importance but also naturally weak as a Fae, Serestia is always seen with a bodyguard around her in case a situation or any foe attack. Her current bodyguard is Uryu. [BREAK] - Serestia holds mixed feelings and years of resentment towards her family for the treatment they put her through and the denial of being with her soulmate. She was forcefully ripped away from him and since arranged into a marriage she considers loveless but is forced to play along with for the sake of maintaining an image. Serestia often has moments where these feelings forcefully come to light and she can't stand to be around her family.[BREAK] - Magic is about the only thing Serestia has any control over in her life, and it is the one thing she's capable of that brings her great joy. Being a fae means having an outstanding attunement with Magic. From the moment she was able to coherently understand anything had she been practicing and growing the skills she possesses. Her healing skills is what makes her sought out by many from all over since she has been known to save many from deaths door.[BREAK] - Serestia's interests lean into the creative side of things. Most of her hobbies consisting of some form of art or creation with her hands. Some of the most notable is clay sculpting, gardening, or baking. [BREAK] - Her soulmate is Mashita Ryley.[BREAK]
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[attr="class","letitle"]abilites
[attr="class","smoll"]AURA CAST | (advanced) [BREAK] HEALING | (expert) [BREAK] PLANT MANIPULATION |(beginner)[BREAK] LIFE-FORCE ASORPTION | (expert) Serestia can absorb life-force/energy, vitality and health, while removing it from the source or from her own body. She has two specific ways she is able to use this ability. To know which she is using she will either use her left or right hand to touch. When using her left hand she has the ability to absorb the life-force of others and regain her own. The target of this will end up feeling exhausted and may potentially even pass out depending on how much she takes. When using her right hand she is using her own life-force to heal another person. Depending on how much she uses there are a variety of side effects that intensify. If she heals a minor injury at most she'll have a headache and need to sit for a while. If she heals something more severe it will take a few days of rest to recover everything or she has the option of consuming someone elses but usually will just go the route of resting.[BREAK] FORCE-FIELD GENERATION | (expert) Serestia has the ability to project powerful fields of manipulated energy. She usually a large shield around her that is able to protect a total of 10 at a time. The shield is penetrable and can easily be downed by someone way stronger than her but it will protect from any harm. In order to keep it up, Serestia must remain concentrated otherwise it'll fall apart.[BREAK]
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[attr="class","letitle"]history
[attr="class","smoll"] - Promised of the Hallowed, or POTH for short. A long standing clan of renowned faekin that has always produced a heiress within each decade to lead them to greatness. They are praised for their magic and the generosity they have to use it for their people and supporters. POTH has ties back to the all notable and staple events of Lorsette's history, lending their most capable magic users for a good cause of protecting the lives of many.[break] - The start of a new decade began when Serestia Lager had been appointed the future heir of the clan. A lovely young girl who showed exceptional promise and incredible intelligence despite her young age. From the moment she had been accepted within the clan had they began the process of raising her to be the heir who will help them prosper in the future to come.[break] - POTH alongside being a Faekin clan has a renowned group of SPHINX within them, acting as a partnership of sorts where they'll produce guards for each of their important members to have with them at all times. Naturally with being their heir, Serestia was assigned a guard by the name of Mashita Ryley. A friendly looking boy around her age who will grow alongside her but also continue to do the duty that was assigned to him; protecting the heiress.[break] - The two had hit it off right away. There was no helping the awkwardness but something between the two had just... clicked. Serestia was grateful to have a friend to rely on when she needed it most. Seeing him work so hard for her sake is what ended up pushing her to do the exact same. [break] - The time together went by in a flash; lots of moments of bonding in-between the busy workdays of various educations to attending important meetings or events arranged for Serestia to partake in. At the age of 14 is when Serestia had experienced the start of what she considered to be the biggest trial of her life. In the beginning it seemed only harmless. A gala arranged for the heiress to meet future suitors.[break] - It was a pleasant and fun time for the majority of it but overbearing and too- try hard of suitors pushed away Serestia in their attempts to woo her. It lead to her momentarily exciting the venue with Mashita at her side. Serestia had to get away and the guard who spent so long knowing her was aware of this fact right away. A comforting conversation which shed a whole new light on Mashita for Serestia. It was the start of feelings that would grow so intense and cause her both the happiest and worse moments of her life.[break] - These feelings of her persisted and with each moment after that point had Serestia only grown to feel stronger for Mashita. The moment her feelings all came rushing out was when she had decided to avoid him which... of course could only go so well. Being approached by him ended up with her confessing and him shocking her with a confession of his own. The twos feelings had been mutual and Mashita, had liked her longer than she realized but the looming reality of their relationship being forbidden remained over their head.[break] - Serestia despite this fact carried on with the relationship; and the two kept their passionate love a secret from all. The memories Serestia have of these times still live on so strongly within her mind now. Pleasant moments of them being with one another to the many scenarios she'd imagine having with a romantic partner. Mashita made her life feel full, distracted her from the cruel reality of her duties as heiress too. She loved being with him, so much to where when she was inevitably forced to face the reality of this relationship being wrong... It made her want to run away. [break] - Despite having a promising future awaiting her, it wasn't worth it to her if it wasn't with Mashita. At the age of 16 is when the two came together and planned out an escape from it all. They ran away together in the middle of the night. It was an escapade that they both had thought a lot about but determined it was a nessceity in order to be happy with one another. Serestia was okay with this-- and escape they manaed to do.[break] - It was 4 weeks of pure happiness; being able to be a couple out in the open but Serestia was a fool. That was where she made her biggest mistake. Word got round of her location and eventually both Serestia and Mashita were caught and hauled back away to the manison of POTH. It wasn't a sweet reunion either; their relationship came to light and the two were forced to part when both wished against it. [break] - She no longer had a choice and that was the last time she had saw him. Her final memories of him was him reaching out for her hand as the two were forced away from one another. It's a memory that came to her within nightmares following the separation. Her security had been amplified after this situation occured. She no longer had as much freedom as she once did and the matters of her relationship were now in the hands on the current head than her own.[break] - Serestia deep-dived into her studies to help her through the heartache that was being not able to see her soulmate. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months turned to years. Her longing never ceased but she grew to become more silent about her pleas until eventually it was no more. Her once infectious happiness died down to only occasional bursts of momentary joy but it'd be hard to see her smiling much. Her restraints and limitations gradually weakened after she had stopped asking about Mashita. When she turned 18 is when Serestia finally believed she was getting her chance to refind him but then, had she been hit with reality once more.[break] - An arranged marriage, a partner not of her choosing as a means for her to reflect on the past. The lack of trust in her remained enough to where they didn't even give her the option of picking. The wedding happened in the same year she had engaged. Vows to man who she did not love were made and expectations of sparks between them were anticipated to grow. They never did, at least... she played along with it to leave them happy but she couldn't be anything further than that.[break] - Presently, Serestia spends her days longing for what seems to be the impossible. Her magic and interests are all she has to keep her pushing forward but... someday she hopes that she can make choices of her own. Be free from the decisions of her family and rule both the clan and her life as she wants.
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