fantasy
Tyri

49
[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 Tyri, Tier 3—one of the first four newly appointed. Alongside Nyka, Hestre, and Lethel. I'm basically here to kick ass and chew bubblegum, but I don't like bubblegum so let's replace that with spicy candied beef jerkey~ ^ ^ YUM! anyways...
Seven more angels rank higher. We're at the bottom. Now, normally I like being the bottom, but in this case I wanna reach the top!