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❝ the fallen angels you've run with don't know that it's the pain that makes us so human, after all. ❞

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I WAS HAPPY ?
in the lenses of Clarion MinuetI remember that day vividly. Blood was drawn with a needle prickled onto my skin, courtesy of the vampire sitting in front of me. I waited for my older brother to be done with the session before we walked away, a little pack of grape juice in our grasp. I was complaining to him as I crashed the grape juice pack with my fist, my brother opting to drink his instead."I am sick and tired of this life." It was what I remembered telling my brother and he nagged me for it, like how he would do way back then. Then, the younger children, those who I call my family, came to us and held our hands ― held my hand ― and dragged us away from the vampires. The young warmth that was against my hand made me feel complete. I am home.The last time I felt such a feeling was when our parents were still present, when life was still carefree and dainty, appropriate for little me. I let the children drag me and all I could do was giggle and join in the fun, going to the playground set up for kids their age to the far west of the gloomy and dark Sanguinem. There were slides and swings, and I watched them enjoy their time.My heart was full as I make sure to keep my eye on them, knowing well how rowdy they can get at times. One of them, sweet Delilah, looked up to where the sky was supposed to meet eyes with her, only to end up in disappointment when it didn't look at her in return for it was covered by the earth but she still smiled after it all, glancing at me before she gave me a wave.I laughed and waved back, my brother commentating that I was less grumpy that time. All I knew was that it was all thanks to them. The girl who was my age, Arista, walked up to me and my brother. Her gaze was focused on the children in front of us, a motherly smile present on her lips. I turned my head a bit to look at my brother and he, too, had a smile on his face.It was in that little paradise in that hell where I felt happiest the most ― the people I care for the most were beaming with joy just for that one short moment. The bliss that touched all of our hearts at that time continued to flourish within us even when we were about to head to our house. Singing to ourselves on the way back, we were all content because we have one another and we are a family.And we will always be.

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WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I WAS HAPPY ?
in the lenses of Dorian MozartI have always wished for a better life. And that better life I longed for wasn't just for me, but my younger sister and the children we grew up within the orphanage. However, in order for us to have a taste of a better life, most of us have to make sacrifices and I took it upon myself to do so. I never wanted the younglings to put themselves in more pain just for more money and supplies.When I came home to them, my younger sister had her arms crossed against her chest and her delicate facial features were grumpy and angry. The sight alone made me laugh, yet I was able to take it back because the kids might be sleeping. "I know where you got those vegetables from, Brother." My sister muttered and I decided to just put a smile on and pat her head.She softened up almost immediately at the gesture and I know she was just concerned for my well-being, being the third eldest among us. My ears heard steps coming toward us and I looked ahead and saw Ailana rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. She was still half-asleep but gave me a smile and offered us food, telling me that my younger sister didn't eat as she was waiting for me.Clarion looked away at that and it made me feel touched. Arista placed the remaining soup on our respective bowls, handing us our spoons. The three of us sat at one table and ate in silence and yet, it was in that silence that I felt most comfortable. I had no reason not to, not when my younger sister and the one we trust most were with me within the darkness.I broke the silence when I directed a question at Arista, "Did the kids like the soup?" She nodded with a bright grin, looking back at the beds where the children were asleep, safe and sound. "I couldn't have made our food without your sacrifices, Dorian. Thank you." I gave her a grin in return and told her it was no problem, but I felt Clarion stiffen up at the word 'sacrifices.We finished the meal and Clarion and I offered to clean up on behalf of Arista, who headed back to sleep a few minutes after eating. As the water flowed from the faucet, I felt tranquillity, as I glanced at my younger sister who was focused on cleaning the bowls with the foaming sponge, a childish look that she didn't even know, was on her face. I shook my head as my expression relaxed.I will always make sacrifices, as long as it's for them.

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WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I WAS HAPPY ?
in the lenses of Catriona MelinoiaI was holding onto my older sister's hand as we walked. She was leading me away to a place that no one, not even our father or older brothers, can reach us. Her hand was joined with mine, our fingers intertwining for us not to let go of each other as we grazed through the great fields in the middle of a cloudy afternoon. Our white dresses were flowing with the wind and I held onto my hair so it does not touch my face."What if we get caught?" I asked as I knew about our father's volcanic temper, and I was scared of getting on his nerves. My older sister laughed at my concern before temporarily stopping her tracks, and facing me. The once chuckling expression turned serious as she took her hand from mine and placed it on my shoulder, her other hand on my crown.I looked into her dark brown orbs and listened to her as attentively as I could. "We will not be caught, Miele," My heart softened at the nickname that only she and my best friend can use, my concerns slowly melting away. "Wherever we may be, so long as we are together, we will be safe." And I couldn't help but believe her, not when she was the only remaining piece of the family I wanted to have."Always," My older sister ended the conversation and held onto my hand like how she was doing just a few moments ago. This time, I took it upon myself to intertwine our fingers together and I looked up to see her face after doing so. She was looking down at me with the most loving smile I have ever seen someone give me and it made me feel happy for having that moment with her.There laid a forest at the edge of the fields and we entered with giggling, our feet making their way to our personal oasis, the little haven we would always go to whenever life was hard on both of us. It was nothing extravagant but it was more than enough for the two of us. The trees surrounded the surreal waterfall, the clear crystal-like water flowing into the river.The two of us laid down on the grass as we sought after the shade of the grass for the sun was beginning to make its presence known. I hope this is reality is what I thought to myself as I closed my eyes and drifted into the world of my imagination, my mind giving me visions and images of what life may be like if we were given a chance to live a peaceful life like before.It was a beautiful dream within sanity's reach.

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WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I WAS HAPPY ?
in the lenses of Dariel MaximoI remember it all as if it was just yesterday. I was in the studio with my father, though he was standing a few feet away from me. He was right there with my hairdresser, clothing specialist and make-up artist, all four of them keeping an eye on me as the photographer made sure to direct me properly. The lights were shimmering down on me as I make sure to keep my eyes open.It was almost time for my modelling session to end. I leaned against the wide block that the set designers prepared for me with my hand on it. I gave the camera a smile and the photographer took a few snaps of me before I made a few changes to my pose, turning my head to the side a bit with the smile still on my face.I continued to make moves as the lighting became a bit dim this time and I was asked to keep a neutral expression this time. I obeyed the words that the photographer asked me. He was more than satisfied with how I was performing for this modelling that he continued to take more photos, shooting numerous compliments along my way the more time progresses on it."Come here, Dariel," My father ushered me back to the dressing room when I was done with the photoshoot, bowing my head as I walked passed the staff who were there to make the creative idea a reality with me as the model. He helped me sit down on my seat and faced me in the mirror as if I was still that little boy he had wished for all those years ago.He stepped away to answer a phone call, my make-up artist helping me in taking the make-up off. She was playing with my nose using a beauty wipe, making me giggle at it. She was smiling as she continued with the make-up removal. It was fun whenever she helps me out for she is like an older sister to me and I am thankful that I was placed under her care, my parents hiring her as my personal make-up artist.My father then walked up to me and placed his hands on my shoulders when my make-up artist was done removing all of my make-up. My smile felt brighter as I looked up to my father who was smiling as well, something that was out of character for him to do. "You're going to be an older brother, Dariel!" He announced to me and shook me softly with his hands, "My little boy will be a big brother now!" And my heart was swollen in happiness with the idea.I am going to be the best brother that my sibling will ever have.

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WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I WAS HAPPY ?
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WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I WAS HAPPY ?
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THE STORY OF THE BEGINNING OF THE END !
in the lenses of the Maestro ConductorTW // Mentions of War, End of the WorldThe Mayans' prediction concerning the end of the world was on-point. Though, what they missed was how the world will shatter into ruins. The world perished all because of mankind's greed.The Royal Family of Amane was over throned by their closest allies, the Shindō's and more of their associates such as the Hirano's, the Sakurai's and the Suzuki's. The King and Queen had their lives put to an end while their beloved children, the Crown Prince and Princess, were put in an orphanage and had their memories altered and changed.With the dethronement of the Amane's, the Shindō Family took over and became the governing body of all of Japan with the avid support of all noble families. Their power was quickly put to a test as six months after their ascension to power, most humans who were 18 years old and older worldwide mysteriously withered. The situation became dimmer when vampires arrived in Japan.Children were taken away by the vampires to a place called Sanguinem. Two of these children were Clarion Minuet and Dorian Mozart Hyakuya, siblings who were under the care of Hyakuya Orphanage. The children of the top noble families, notably Catriona Melinoia Shindō and Dariel Maximo Hirano, lived fairly normal lives despite the circumstances that the world was facing right now. Children from fallen noble families, such as Carina Milena Sakurai and Denzel Monroe Suzuki, served under the governing ones.Years passed and the Japanese administration became the Japanese Imperial Demon Army. They were constantly recruiting soldiers to fight for their cause, and extinguish all vampires from their rightful lands. It is here on this battlefield that was once the great city of Tokyo where the 6 members of the Soteira Unit find themselves.Secrets are yet to be unveiled as the light continues to battle against the darkness. More cries of plea and help will resonate as the war stretches more every day. Taboos are bound to be broken. Heaven and earth will see cracks within themselves.And it is all up to the Soteira Unit to save the day, once and for all.

CONTACT LIST !

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LOVELIST
🎺 The Soteira Unit: Clarion Minuet, Dorian Mozart, Catriona Melinoia, Dariel Maximo, Carina Milena, Denzel Monroe, and Dearil Matthan🎺 Significant Others: Seiya Izanagi, Astrid Blaire Segovia, Arius Ryzen Chevalier, Chiara Elani, Jaden Pierre, and Jade Penelope.🎺 Families: Auclair & Esquire-Federici (Clarion and Dorian's), Sauvignon (Catriona's), Vescovi (Dariel's)🎺 TL Besties

NOTABLE CHARACTERS ! Here lie the non-playable characters that play their own major roles within the universe set by the Maestro Conductor. For the list of pre-established relationships, kindly direct your attention towards their personal carrds.

DEMONS
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