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That was the funny thing about being dead. In life you got used to certain things; technology and modern inventions like firearms. They were a part of your life and you never once thought about how they worked. Now, with no machines and computers, they were all relying on their memories and the scrapes of trivia that they knew in order to reinvent the most basic of things. An automatic pistol would have been nice right about now, as would have a good cup of coffee…

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The Restless; The Premises; What we are about...
Topic Started: May 8 2009, 03:33 PM (1,093 Views)
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Tokyo; 2019!

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Tokyo; it is a city that never sleeps. Neon lights, fast cars and quick money are the populaces’ way of dealing with what is commonly referred to as ‘the fear’.

The fear began ten years ago. At first it was just an unsteady feeling felt by those in the medical profession and government, but when the media got hold of statistical information, the truth came out. It was shocking; it stopped a nation and put a name to that nagging feeling that had been in the back of everyone’s minds.

The number of child births had decreased. Dramatically.

Four years passed, each showing less and less children until eventually in 2013 there was not a single child born. A further six years passed with no sign of change and while the economy flourished and day to day life continued, it left a dark spot in the hearts of everyone. Propaganda started, religious groups going up against each other as whispers of the apocalypse travelled far and wide. With no children there was no future…

But now a new horror is terrorizing the night and distracting people from the fear by way of violent murders. A masked figure who kills at random. There is no pattern; no common murder weapon and the victims share no apparent ties.

Police and civilians alike call this murderer Yogensha, or the Oracle, as the victims are always mutilated after their deaths. It is the only constant in an ever baffling case. No matter how they were killed, their chests are always carved open, their hearts cut out and the cavity filled with a single tarot card…



Mid Heaven!

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Mid Heaven has always been ruled by two; The Justice and The Corruption, beings of light and dark respectively. Their purpose is to guide the souls of the living into either heaven or hell according to their deeds while letting those that remain neutral pass to the Keeper of the Gate of Resurrection.

Balance and structure saw the heavenly city as a resting place for deceased souls; a time to reflect on their life and to prepare for the next. Forty-nine days was the duration of the stay and come the fiftieth, the choice was made for them; light and peace, dark and fire, or a second shot at life in the realm of the humans.

At least that was always the way until The Corruption took matters into his own hands by laying siege to the Gate of Resurrection. After a bloody battle, the Keeper was murdered and the forces of darkness took control of the gates, preventing anyone from passing. Those of the light retaliated, and the battle to reclaim the gateway to the human realm began.

Now the gleaming haven is at war; what used to represent a city metropolis has turned to a slum where the sky is darkened with clouds and streaks of fire. Buildings crumble, the pavement cracks and wind and rain storms tear across the lands as elemental foot-soldiers collide. Ash falls heavily, cloaking the streets in a bleak grey that sticks to everything.

With the path to resurrection severed, the human souls have been left in limbo, subject to the harshness of the land and the hunger of the beasts of darkness. Even worse, the Corruption and his followers have introduced something new to the human souls; a powerfully addictive drug called Sin. Those who take it feel the world and its horrors fade out and feel themselves at peace; what they don’t realise is that each injection carries a harsh price. The drug pollutes the system, corrupts the mind and heart and is the equal to murder in the land of the living. Take it once and you are damned for the rest of eternity.

Those who resist the alluring pull of Sin are prayed upon as demonic food, picked at and worn thin as more and more demonic forces spill into the battle-ravaged land. However, a small group of rebels who are known as The Lost Souls are out for blood; killing both light and dark in an attempt to be able to govern their own futures and pass over.

Some souls have been stranded there for ten years, neither passing into judgement or rebirth. As time ticks steadily by and the battle grows stronger these human souls are starting to notice a change within themselves, something strange and twisted just like their surrounds...
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