Post by MrE on Jun 5, 2012 23:31:36 GMT -5
What is it?
Arilya is...
An anime fantasy, post-apocalyptic world, full of dubstep, neon colors, swords and magic,
Ghost in the Shell meets Dungeons and Dragons.
As It Was
The End Times
When the bombs fell the world was alight in fire and chaos. For one brief moment it was beautiful, but the horror was more palpable. Religious people called it an Apocalypse, and who could blame them. All of it we put on ourselves, they did get one thing wrong; no God or devil was responsible for it. The blame rested on us, imperfect and vengeful, we were blind.
Mushroom clouds hung over cities, and the good and bad did not matter. All that mattered was that we were people, one, whole. And, all of us were swept down by the terrible might of our own creations. Not all of us died, a few went on to live in a broken land. A place were the radiation ate at our insides, and new creatures were being born and awakened.
That was over five-hundred years ago, things have changed ALOT. Now things we once called fantasy are real and tangible. We gave them names from stories, and in turn they wrapped around the truth of this new and strange world. Things have changed, oh boy have they changed; it is like living in the great stories, I read as a boy. The stories are gone, I cannot find them.
A New Beginning
Arilya is...
An anime fantasy, post-apocalyptic world, full of dubstep, neon colors, swords and magic,
Ghost in the Shell meets Dungeons and Dragons.
As It Was
The End Times
When the bombs fell the world was alight in fire and chaos. For one brief moment it was beautiful, but the horror was more palpable. Religious people called it an Apocalypse, and who could blame them. All of it we put on ourselves, they did get one thing wrong; no God or devil was responsible for it. The blame rested on us, imperfect and vengeful, we were blind.
Mushroom clouds hung over cities, and the good and bad did not matter. All that mattered was that we were people, one, whole. And, all of us were swept down by the terrible might of our own creations. Not all of us died, a few went on to live in a broken land. A place were the radiation ate at our insides, and new creatures were being born and awakened.
That was over five-hundred years ago, things have changed ALOT. Now things we once called fantasy are real and tangible. We gave them names from stories, and in turn they wrapped around the truth of this new and strange world. Things have changed, oh boy have they changed; it is like living in the great stories, I read as a boy. The stories are gone, I cannot find them.
A New Beginning
