Devil Angel Fallen Tales

You ever feel like the world’s too quiet? Like something’s missing—but you can’t quite say what? We live in a world full of technology, noise, routine. Every day looks the same. Wake up. School. Work. Sleep. Repeat. We scroll through headlines and call it reality. But that’s just the surface. That’s the world you see. Now, let me tell you about the one you don’t. This world—our Earth—it’s older than anyone realizes. And in its bones, it remembers everything. Magic. War. Blood. Creatures that don’t belong in fairy tales because they were never fiction to begin with. They’re called Devils. They look human, sometimes. They even speak like us. But they’re not like us. They never were. Stronger. Faster. Smarter. Crueler. Devils are death in a face you might trust—until it’s too late. And we’re not defenseless. Not completely. There are people out there who can stand against them. We call them Stylers. Stylers aren’t superheroes. They don’t wear capes or walk around flaunting their power. In fact, most of them keep to the shadows, Because if the world knew magic still existed, panic would spread. Governments would collapse. Truth is, magic never died—it just faded into myth. But for those who carry the blood of ancient warriors, it burns like a second heart. They Fight, They Kill, They Live or They Die [WSA Entry 2025]