Strife (Arcangellium) now has HAs/designs - and might I say that Subeta has some gorgeous wings and halos!
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Strife (Arcangellium) now has HAs/designs - and might I say that Subeta has some gorgeous wings and halos!
Introducing: Strife
Arcangellium’s Neopets Lookup “From the western front, they will come." He warned them...and they had listened, their prowess heard in the screams of steel as blades met on the battlefield and fearless mortals clashed in grisly combat that tasted delicious on Strife's lips. Within his gut, he felt the swell of the struggle feed his starved yearning for war - and could feel the sway of his words tip the scales towards victory. They trusted him now - and it all but ensured that Strife had lost the battle against his tether but he would most certainly win the war. Raised voices sent his thoughts scrambling. "Brother, what must we do? Should we call the servants back?” “Needless!" Hissed Insight from across the table. "They are working as they should.” “But the humans are not. We did not intend for them to..." Life trailed off, unable to even breath the appalling word. “Tether us?" Vendure offered. "And now, they have tethered one of us!” Strife finally stood. "Nonsense!" The roar of his voice silenced the room, as the seraphs all gazed at him in terror. "Those are rumors! Filthy lies! No humans can control us." He looked off and smirked. "Not really. And should that day come, where a mortal can hold us, we are stronger. Smarter! We will not stand for such arrogance!” Everyone exchanged glances from across the table, some worried, others, confident in Strife's words. But Life offered one last question. "And...Death?” Strife's eyes could have spewed fire. "Leave that traitorous rogue to his own devices! HE IS NO CONCERN OF OURS!” The discussion was over - and right on time too. He scowled at a familiar tug within his being: his tether was calling.