Archangels Academy の小説・ストーリー

"Archangel of Mercy, take these Cursebane Pills into the 18th Hell. Question Aryella and Asketel. Find out what Sylvester and the High Marshal are plotting. Get everything." "As you command." The Archangel of Mercy was thrilled. The 18th Hell wasn't somewhere one could just stroll into. Even for an Archangel, access was rare—let alone meeting the infamous demons, Aryella and Asketel. However, the moment she stepped past the gate, a wave of murderous intent engulfed her. "Who's there?" The Archangel of Mercy went on full alert. When she saw the figure step from the shadows, she quickly bowed. "Mr. Barstaple, I am the Archangel of Mercy, one of the nine Archangels. I was sent to deliver the Cu

Soon, they would expel me from the territory. As I stood watching the twins sleep, the door suddenly creaked open. I turned quickly and my eyes widened slightly at the unfamiliar presence that entered. Beside him stood Alpha Zarkus, his face expressionless, his eyes fixed coldly on me. But my focus turned to the strange man at his side. He wore a long, black hooded cloak, and in his hand was a wooden staff topped with a round, black crystal. His presence exuded ominously. “Angelicca,” Alpha Zarkus spoke. “I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.”

that all the page numbers are gone, and the pages are shuffled. This we know too. Your feelings are correct and wrong about us. I am an angel, but not only that, I'm an archangel. I am not from your world as you know it. I am from a dimension of it. There is no one on this Earth that knows of me, because here I do not exist. All the archangels are brothers and sisters no matter what dimension. Each dimension has 7 archangels, their own fallen, but all under one God. That is why I said, your grandmother was a very strong woman to hold us. Each Earth is different, and events play out in different ways. One thing is true for all dimensions that will happen. The end fight will happen. The compe

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

He was being a bipolar lately. “I….need you, Angel. I really do. Don't make things difficult for me.” He murmured and his voice laced with concern and pain pulled strings inside my heart. I gulped my saliva feeling tense for no reason. He sighed before looking into my eyes. “Don't mind Rebbeca! She will just test you to know your powers, Angel. I know you are a strong girl and have unique powers inside you. That's why I decided to send you to the Academy which would help you to manifest your powers. You will be accompanied by Ashina and Rebecca. But keep one thing in mind, don't befriend anyone and don't get close to anyone. I mean it.” He said, caressing my cheek.

' I swallowed my fear and nodded, still unsure that I could do what he wanted, still sure that his faith in me was misguided. 'Oscar, look after Addi.' Ethan gestured to Addi, who was standing behind us all, still staring wide-eyed up at the Archangels as if hypnotised. I couldn't blame him. Even with their terrifying wings of fire, they were still dazzling to the eye. They were rising up into the air now, retreating towards their forces, the screech of the Cherubim heralding their return. Oscar's nose wrinkled as if he didn't much like his appointed role as Addi's guardian. 'And what exactly are you going to do?' he said to Ethan.

N-Now, I’m never going to see her again…. I was about to ball my eyes out when I noticed a flyer on the table. It was delicately crafted with many colors. A flyer that always comes around every year. Everyone's angel family Receives it to help recruit soldiers. But this time…. It was different… Hello! Do you want to become stronger? Protect someone? Maybe even meet the royal family? Or become a royal knight?? Don’t wait! Join the Knights Academy today! ‘The Knights Academy? Didn’t dad mention it once? He said that: It’s an academy for young angel prodigies’, it’s the fast track to joining the guard early.’ I mused to myself.

Archmaster declared in a very authoritative voice. There was a sudden lump blocking my throat. That punishment would be a disaster. I can sense it. I caught Caya gulped then she gasped an air. She looked terrified. “Yes! Copy that. I’ll take them here as soon as possible, Archmaster,” Angel gushed then she bowed to the man before opening a portal to the Academy’s infirmary. The portal closed when Angel entered into it. Portal magic is really that convenient when it comes to travelling between spaces and dimensions. Though, I have this intuition that Angel could not still use its full potential.

Marcus and Jax, leading the vanguard of the Ghost Army, stood before the final obstacle. The Gates of the Archangels. They were massive, towering doors made of solid, blazing white light, guarded by two Archangels—the ultimate raid bosses of the Sanctum. They were terrifying, eight-winged entities wielding weapons of pure deletion code. "We are at the Core doors, Wraith!" Marcus bellowed over the dual-reality comms, his voice tight with exhaustion. "We cannot breach! The Archangels are immune to physical and magical damage! They have a specialized mechanic!"

I demanded, the words spilling out sharp and fast, a wolf growl underlining every syllable. Michael's tension slackened slightly, a predatory calm returning, though his pride kept him smirking. "Which one is asking? You… or him?" He chuckled, wolfish and hollow, as though trying to make light of cages and poison and stolen lives. "Angel Reform Academy… it's a place for the unwanted, the discarded scions of powerful families. Once a wolf is in, if their guardian doesn't agree, they can never leave, never contact the outside world. Essentially… it's a prison."