Blackrose_Belle

Chantara is a Moonlighter, now the sixth of her kinds, chosen by the Orb. Though her hatred and dislike for mankind will disrupt her true purpose. Would she be like the rest, gone forever? Or would she heed to her call and save both the High Realm and the race of humanity?

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Hundred years ago, a world of all kinds of malicious atrocities was born out of the greediness of mankind. The hearth of the gods mysteriously vanished from the  temple of the High Realm, with a single soul unable to comprehend the possibility of the mystifying misfortune. Never in history had it been heard that a mortal could visit the High Realm and make it out alive, much less succeeding after an outrageous crime as such.

The Hearth was a concealed weapon, constructed and hidden by the gods to protect the people of the High Realm, as well as all mortals. With that much power stolen, havoc was wrecked upon the universe. The power of the gods slowly began to fade away, and mankind suffered all nefarious miseries. 

As an attempt to restoring balance, the Supreme of the High Realm sent members from the Councils of the Elders to earth, with a mission of recruiting five hero to restore the stolen hearth every new moonlight. Sadly, the councils lost five of it's members after each moonlight. 

With Chantara being the sixth Moonlighter, doom was highly expected by her kinds. But with the destiny of the universe, solely depending on her, Chantara is determined to succeed.

Chantara

<p>When Chantara was feeling triggered the world and everyone it was behind fifty feet of glass. Loving bonds became inaccessible. In this mode she had to take great care not to damage bonds of love, the relationships and people who were everything to her heart and soul. For in time the glass disappeared and her love returned. She wish she could stop the triggering, but if feel unprotected or left to fend for myself it returns - it is survival mode, cold and indifferent. </p>

<p>Yet even in those times she was still able to cognisant of her morality. She could still make good choices. She could still imagine what the better version of her would want her to do and then carry that out. I can't undo the trauma she had been through, but can adapt and overcome.</p>

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