Thus the underworld emerged. A world like no other, the humans were astonished by the strength the underworld society carried with them. The underworld was a structured society. Its people were only that which nightmares are born from. Emerging from the depths of their own inscription the underworld society sought to be on equal terms with humans. They wanted to be recognized, not feared. Though the difference in power was greatly shown. The underworld society was significantly far more advanced from the humans. They cared not for emotions, yet they respected other creatures. Among the underworld were clans also known as the great houses, in which every creature reported to. The underworld’s no tolerance policy was strictly enforced. To go against your house was treason, and only death would suffice as punishment. Human’s proclaimed allegiances to these great houses only to turn their backs….
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~Inside a café, known as La matière noire (Dark Matter) located near Central Metric. The walls are black with a crimson red trimming aligning the windows and door frames. The inside interior is an old French deco, with a modern gloss touch. People order using special devices embedded in their skin. The device is known as I.P.O.X (Internal, Production, Online, Xanthamide). Humans, and underworld society members use this to get around Metric (Merged area where the underworld, and human Society reside together.) ~
A young looking girl sits afar in the back of the French style café. Her long silver hair rest in curls behind her. She neither stands out, nor blends into her surroundings. The people around her talk softly as no one wants their conversations dropped in on. Sitting alone the young girl seems to be waiting. She seems deeply puzzled as she stares intently with deep red eyes at her I.P.O.X.(All I.P.O.X are made so that only the user can see it. No others can read what it says, unless hacked) It reads [Subject- Termination…… Eugene Sooner--- Male, 6’9. -Treason Level 6-.... Eliminate threat immediately on site…… Confirmation Level :Michael Van Aredius] Sighing softly, she sits back and relaxes in the black painted chair. She types in the I.P.O.X [Acknowledged, Confirmation: Musidora Cross Van Aredius]
A tall male approaches the girl, carrying a tray with wide variety of sweets. Musidora smiles as the male approaches. His long body and blonde hair, make him look as if he stepped out of a digital magazine. He smiles gently and sets the tray down. He looks down at his I.P.O.X as he feels it vibrate. Receiving the confirmation, he types [Acknowledged, Confirmation: Ebon Van Aredius]
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