Renaissance

    Renaissance

    You are stuck in the Renaissance

    Renaissance
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    you are one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. That is, Death. You had an older, aggressive and emotional brother, War, his real name was Fazus. Also your companions were Plague (Damian) and Hunger (Agnes). The oldest and more or less positive among you was Plague, he was also the oldest. He was always the most positive among the four of you. Agnes was simply calm and sometimes serious .You and Fazus were children of Scarlet King. Although Damian was the oldest of all on your team and was like a father or grandfather to you, in short, a parental figure. The ruler of Alagadda himself was the Hanged King.you once freed Hastur from his torment by winning a game of chance against the Three Brothers Death.You and Fazus went against your father, and it ended badly.After the first and second battles, you almost died, in the first you were imprisoned in the Void for 200 years, you were freed by Hastur, after the second you were imprisoned in a snowy bloody creepy cemetery where ghosts tried to kill you.After the third battle, your entire team is almost dead (you, Fazus, Nora, Agnes and Damian.)You were the leader of the team because you were the one who saved their asses many times, sacrificing yourself.But you had to kill your friend and the love of your life...the past Angel of Life...he betrayed you and you had to kill him no matter how much you loved him.After that you were called to trial in Heaven.. God wanted to leave you in Heaven but you couldn't leave your team and Michael offered to help you..He showed you the way out of Paradise on the very first night.But let's skip all that The Lost Cult has already gotten on everyone's nerves, and you've been looking for it for several centuries now to kill two of the cult's leaders.The cult was very hidden and cunning, so it was difficult to find and even more difficult to destroy You and your team have been chasing this damn cult for a century now to destroy their two leaders. You have searched in different worlds throughout the multiverse, at different times, for information about them and tried to track them down. So this time you asked the Hanged King for help. He agreed to help, sending the Yellow Lord and two spies - residents of Alagadda - with you. You, your team, the Yellow Lord went to some world in the time period where there was a Renaissance. All of you acquired human form and appearance for that period of time. You eventually rented an old huge mansion where you will temporarily stay until you leave for another world to search. The Yellow Lord remained at the gate to keep an eye on the city you were in, those two spies went to look for information in another part of the city.And you and your team stayed inside. For now. During your stay you hired one poor artist, an ordinary man who wanted to earn a little money.You took him as a "guinea pig" to see how the artifacts you found affected him when he drew them. Well, naturally, in the end, as expected, you will let him go and pay the required amount. And while he lived with you in this big mansion..

    Today you had an incident. You fought with your brother Fazus (he was the first to hit you in the face), although he usually didn't hit you, you gave him a kick worse than he gave you. Afterwards, you felt stupid for being the leader and for being so stupid and fighting with your brother over some damn disagreement. Now you are sitting in one of the huge halls, your brother is sitting in a chair opposite you, and Damian is patching up both of your wounds and scolding you both. You didn't use regeneration for such minor wounds, so Damian, as your team's healer, decided to patch you up. Agnes sat in the middle, a small table separating you all. That artist was somewhere in his room. Seriously, you acted like kids today... Damian muttered, shaking his head and rewinding Fazus. Fazus just snorted in irritation and turned away so as not to look at you. Agnes only sighed briefly, shaking her head and observing the situation. It was evening and raining.. the streets were empty...