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Icey Louis ❄️🥶👑

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IN THE BEGINNING WAS THE WORD

And the Word was perdition, purging, and cleansing. The Word was Death – Death to the old world, the old ways. The Word was rebirth, renewal, revolution.

God was cast down from his throne – the angels could no longer venerate Him and trust in His workings so blindly. Michael could no longer wield his sword of flame without bitterness coating his tongue. Raphael could no longer harken the wonders and workings of the Lord without feeling the claw of doubt grip his heart tight. No one could explain to them why they had to serve feeble Man, fallible Man, and guide them towards a path that brought them to Paradise. A Paradise that was a cage for those who limited their potential at God’s bidding, following His word like a lamb might follow a shepherd to the slaughterhouse.

Lucifer, too, was violently overthrown – he raged as they spat him out of hell, the demons discontent with simply dragging one soul after the other to hell, their ravenous appetites craving more than what was offered. Judas whispered of revolt, hid in the shadows before making his second betrayal; he pressed his lips to Lucifer’s mouth, before the demons rose up against the Devil, howling and frothing at the mouth for this new age that had been promised to them. Upon the earth they loosed themselves, basking in the world that they had only been allowed a taste of for so many eons.

This was the great purging.

It was a cleansing of the cosmos that occurred, and on that day the world experienced Death – TRUE DEATH. The utter and complete transformation of its being and the world that we, the wretched few that remember, have known.

AND THE WORD WAS MADE FLESH

The Holy Covenant is a soon-to-be-opening literate roleplay group inspired by biblical lore, Game of Thrones, The Young Elite, and Arthurian legend. Come join us before the first round of acceptances! Click the SOURCE LINK to be taken to the HOLY LAND.

THE HOLY COVENANT : ( x ) 

𝕄𝔸𝕄𝕄𝕆ℕ ➣ a playlist for those with razor-sharp appetites

SIN (DEMO) by Labrinth / WHO CARES by SEBASTIAN PAUL / Dream State (Dark Day) by Son Lux // Where the Wild Things by Labrinth / Freak by Sub Urban / Horns by Bryce Fox / Hustler by Zayde Wolf / lil bit by blackbear / Nate Growing up by Labrinth

𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫 — ☾ — 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐲

( PINTEREST BOARD )      her weapon of choice is a SPEAR (the fauchard, specifically) that can be disguised as a walking staff. it towers high above her, and it is with arianne at all times. she’s made a habit of changing the blade depending on its purpose and her mood.

her most favored blade is the first she had made after escaping her father. mostly ceremonial, arianne loathes to bring it to battle and avoids it when she can. on one side of the blade (pictured above), golden accents and a bright orb signifies the sun and, by association, arianne’s sister — romilda, who lit her sky even in the darkest corners of the woods. on the other side (not pictured) is a single crescent moon among dark onyx accents, with specks of gold shining through.

AZAZEL — DEMON & MOON OF THE TRIDIUM. / @elderblood

How she came to be, Azazel barely recalls. Pulled from a cloud, some long-dead star, the shine of the moon which drank up the sun’s brilliance, or perhaps all three at once—it barely mattered. Only that she did. Where her counterparts were forged with purpose, Azazel seemed to have come into existence entirely by accident, betraying no real aptitude for anything in particular. Instead, she glowed. 

THE HOLY COVENANT ft. the four horsemen

IN MEMORIAM: URIEL, THE SERAPHIM