At the entrance of the Coast City, there stood three entities that were attracting more attention than anyone else at the place.
"Is this the place?" Asked the man with the golden hairs as he looked around the city entrance.
With a sharp jawline complimenting his mesmerizing bluish golden eyes, his handsome face attracted the gazes of all the ladies in the vicinity. His bulging muscles screamed of a defined body as he looked around with a half-bored, half-scared look.
He was the God of Sun, Helios. 5th of the 12 Higher Gods.
With his arms tucked, he then turned to his partner with a question filled gaze.
"Helios. Don't you trust me even a bit? My foresight is never wrong!" complained the woman with a blindfold. Despite her eyes being covered, her beauty wasn't tainted even a little. In fact, it added a certain charm to her beauty.
With her head covered with a veil, and her eyes with a black cloth, she stood there with most of her body covered. But despite this, the men and the women around couldn't help but look at her with an enchanted look.
She was the Keeper of Fates, Castellina, 4th of the 12 Higher Gods.
"We are surely going to find clues to their existence here. This time I can bet one of my treasures on it," she smirked a little as she turned to Helios, who only observed her speaking nothing. Then, after thinking about something, he opened his mouth.
"Still. I don't know if I am ready to face those monsters or not."
But it wasn't just them. While their presence was known only to them, doesn't mean the others would not enter this city. It's not every day that an angel falls from grace.
Angels, minor gods, saints of the other goddesses, there were more of them coming to this city as time was to pass.
But you know the fun fact? It wasn't just angels and gods. But demons, too, were showing their interest in the city. After all, the news of an angel's fall isn't easy to suppress.
An angel is an entity whose entire existence screams divinity. Unlike extremely condensed and concentrated divinity, an angel's divinity is... somewhat easy to control. Their body parts can be used, their wings can be sacrificed. Their powers can be stolen... that is, if you are powerful enough.
A fallen angel is still an angel. And the fact she had lost most of her power is even better.
Dark mages, demon worshippers will soon flood the city and the surrounding, brimming within the city, raising its population to max. And not just them, but crazies who just want to 'have' an angel by their side, whether dead or alive, too, would make their own moves in this city.
But you know...
Even then, within all that chaos where everyone knows something about something and nothing about everything. Where everyone is an enemy of at least half the population, and would kill their counterparts at any other place at any other time, things will remain calm.
Because even without talking or telling. Even without being a single word spoken, everyone would understand... that the first to make the move will be the first to die.
So they will all wait... until the angel herself will make the first move.