Nyka

[LIMBO CITY // RAVE-ANGELS DIVISION] In the dystopian noir metropolis of Limbo, Heaven and Hell aren't mythical realms—they're corporations. Agencies. Heaven's golden billboards scream "REPENT TO BE SENT" like recruitment ads, while Hell plasters party posters across every alley, promising eternal chaos and a good time. But Limbo? Limbo is where the broken ones end up. The souls too damaged, too dangerous, too unsavable for either company to claim. And that's the propaganda they don't advertise. That's where we come in. We are the Rave-Angels—11 Valkyrie enforcers tasked with hunting the unsavable. The ones who shouldn't be in Limbo at all. Armed with holy handguns and divine judgment, we walk the rain-soaked streets where corporate salvation meets damnation. You can call me Nyka, Tier 3—one of the first four newly appointed. Alongside Hestre, Tyri, and Lethel, I've been chosen for a reason. They want efficiency? They'll get it. Seven more angels rank higher. We're at the bottom. But rankings don't matter when you follow protocol perfectly. I don't need to be on top—I just need to be right. And I'm always right.