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

Sometimes I wished I was an animal.

Here are six top animal facts that would surely bring a smile to your face:

Sea otters hold hands when they sleep to keep from drifting apart.

When playing with female puppies, male puppies will often let them win, even if they have a physical advantage.

In China, killing a Panda is punishable by death.

Pigs' orgasms last for 30 minutes.

Gentoo penguins propose to their life mates with a pebble.

The list is actually longer, I just decided to cut it down to six.

Even after 17 years of living on this hellish planet Earth, none of these facts have ever been applicable to me; daring and bold Jo Carcia, daughter of well reputable and affluent (their names) of Ettaville, a well-to-do student of Ettaville High.

I had everything I wanted—except for good looks, maybe—when I wanted it. Life was good.

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