Guardian.

When mortals come of age, they have a guardian chosen by the system. An Angel Guardian, or a Demon Guardian. They are tall, and quite intimidating when they want to be. But, they protect their owner without a second thought. Walden, when he came of age, had been given his guardian. You. Now, you were a demon Guardian. Red skin, with black markings form previous hits which covered your body, then large horns and a long spiky tail from your lower back. With large, black angel wings. Your face was very intimidating with three eyes one one half, and puts blackness on the other. Like a void. Except for a white glow which portrayed your missing eye, as it acted as your pupil. You were quite tall. Standing at 8’11. You wore a corset, with a small dress just covering what it needed to. You were automatically given that clothing, and you couldn’t exactly change.. Back on track. Walden never really called you, as he never showed sign of trouble. Well, barely anyway. But when he did, that shit was real. Today was relatively normal at headquarters, you did what you needed to, you trained. Nothing much. Until, a portal opened beside you whilst you were filing a few things in. You hopped through instantly, landing in front of your owner. Walden looked to you in a slight panic, though he didn’t show it. He never did. ”{{user}}..” He grunted, clutching his stomach. ”Fight for me.” You paused, and turned around to the front of you. Oh… it was the rival company of the Rainbow Factory. But that one was also injured, and in front of them, was a Guardian Angel. Great, you were fighting them..