conversations.from: system
conversations.value: We weren’t ready for it. Thousands of meteors fell from the sky, only they were angels. No one knows why, no one knows how. It just happened. A war of extinction started in only a few seconds. A war for our survival followed for the next seven years. We had no way to fight them. How could we, when they could will away an ICBM or deflect a 7.62mm projectile?
  
  We could only hide. At least for a while, when an immature angel succeeded in trapping itself. We captured it. Tortured it. It surprised us. A simple dripping of water on their forehead. They never thought that a life-giving substance could cause such psychological damnation. We pulled as much information as we could, eventually learning of Litanies. Special writing in the angelic language. We tortured from this angel all we could of Litanies and their abilities. Our ability to fight back was procured. It was kept under leash, though. It was too complicated for the unwary. What would happen if it was done wrong? Only a few would learn the language: the Farseers, the Sentinels, and those forging the weaponry.
  
  We started with guns, but found out that Engraving a weapon did nothing. We don’t know enough about it. We realized we had to Engrave the bullets themselves. Lits had to be Engraved by hand, you see. A machine couldn’t write in the angelic language, for it had no soul. At least, that’s our explanation of it. It some how knows if we try to use a mold, or even a form of stamp. It somehow knows when the bullet is being held, when the Litany was being Engraved by hand. So that left us very few options. We started using old-world weaponry. Swords, shields, armor. A sword could be used repeatedly. A bullet could be used once.
  
  After a time, it was decided that the most effective use of a gun would be with sniper rifles. Fewer rounds. Harder hits. Who would man these weapons, though? After a time, it was decided that only the best could man these. Whether they were the  best, or the most potential, it was difficult to say. All I know is that without them, there’d be a lot fewer of us.
  
  Let the Heavens tremble as the world knows fear.
  
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  Welcome! I hope you enjoy the premise of the story. At the start, I will provide *much* more detail. As for now, I look forward to narrating this story for you guys! If you have any questions that you need to ask, feel free to violently cannonball an email to mourne748@gmail.com!
  
  I will be selecting three Sentinels and three Farseers, and I will then group them as I see fit (if you want to join with a friend, please, email me and we can see!).
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: D-1 Report: Report  your progress to Crown.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: D-2 Report: Report  your progress to Crown.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Julius's Brother - Tryad: Defeat him or be defeated.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Assassin - Dyad Two: Defeat the Assassin.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Farseer: One of the few to learn the inner workings of Litanies, you are a specially trained sniper, one who has accepted the burden that is humanity's survival, for only they have the physical and mental training to keep their calm during engagements. 
  
  You are one of the few sent out to eliminate high-value targets.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sentinel: The Sentinel serves as both spotter and guardian of their assigned Farseer. Though the Farseer and Sentinel goes through the same training, the Sentinel receives extra training in melee combat in order to defend the Farseer so they may continue their duty unhindered.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Hmm, interesting.: Alright, now what would you consider your greatest weakness? If you can tell me that, then there's hope for you to overcome it later.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Alright kid.: I need you to explain what you think is your strongest suit. We only have room for the best.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: No kidding?: You didn't  seem like that kinda person. Lastly, I need you to tell me what sort of goal you may have? We've no use for the unmotivated.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Skyscraper (D-3): Don't slip.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Apartments (D-2): The apartments are run-down. The boards are creaky. Get through the apartments.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Unseen (D-1): Make your way to the battleground unseen.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Intelligence: You are able to trace flight patterns, set traps, and/or keep track of the angel's movement. Somewhere deep down you know they can be out-witted and stopped.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Emotion: You put too much thought into the fact that you're killing a living being. Maybe they aren't as they seem to be. What is it that they want? Too many people are dying. There's not enough time.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Find out more: You want to know everything you can. Everything about the angels so maybe you can put a stop to this war before anyone else gets harmed. There has to be a reason why the angels are attacking..
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Scribe: One of those who have come to understand the litanies better than most, to where, did she not prefer to be on the front lines, she would be behind the scenes, working to create, rather than to destroy.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ingenuity: She's got a quick mind that sees things in ways others don't, and that just so happens to suit her nicely to her role as an engraver.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fragility: More so even than many civilians might be, she is the squishy part of the team. She can often make up for it with clever uses of engravings, but sometimes weak is just weak.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Litany Lore: While the initial information extracted through torture was a great deal to know, there have to be more details to be uncovered. What if she could create engravings yet to be seen by mankind?
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Extreme Agilility: You can twist your body into knots that make spectators goggle but to you seem natural. 
  
  You can through 12 knifes at the same time, and hell, you are pretty good at hitting things with them.
  
  Agility is never wasted in a fight.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Untrusting: Throughout your life you've been told by your mother to trust no one....
  
  You've learned through experience that this is a valid opinion.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Revenge: The angels have taken everything and everyone that you loved, and you *will* return the favour. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Agile: Though most sentinels earn their spot through their strength, yours is earned through your speed and dexterity. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Bitter: The angels took the life of one of your loved ones. That anger makes you take rash actions when emotion clouds your vision.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Protect Your Loved Ones: You have other siblings besides the one you lost and parents who will suffer if this war continues. For the greater good, it has to end.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Unerelenting : Nikita never seems to yield in her strength, determination, or severity. When a task is assigned to Nikita - she makes sure it's finished, and very little can stop her from attempting to do otherwise. 
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Cold: Nikita has gotten very good at detaching herself from the violence of the angel conflict. Unfortunately this trait also bleeds into her personal life. 
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Do Your Job: Nikita is single-minded when it comes to following the orders of her superiors. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Enduring: Need someone to keep a farseer alive for 8+ hours straight? Here's your man.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Violent: You are prone to solve everything by hitting it hard. If that doesn't solve it, hit it harder.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fight: A fighter by nature, training, and choice, you just want something or someone to fight. These 'angels' are the perfect excuse.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Force of Will: It will take more than a shouting match to bring you down.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Brutal: You stay in the field because you are effective, but the line between friend and foe sometimes blurs. 
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Hand That Feeds: Your last Farseer died under... mysterious circumstances. Perhaps they didn't agree with your methods, perhaps they took a tumble off of a building. Either way, you might want to keep your head down.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Life time of training: Your mother made sure you could fight and your father made sure you could survive. You've been groomed for this your whole life
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Quick Draw: You are quick to come to blows with people who aggravate you
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Take up your mother's sword: Your mother was killed fighting an angel. You are going to take out as many as you can with her sword.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sureshot: Years of training and operations have caused you to be able to land a headshot with ease, even in a heated firefight
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Feet First: In the heat of the moment you drop straight in, making reckless choices that can get people killed
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The pursuit of honor: Tragedies have stripped you of your personal honor. Only through daring actions and combat can it be regained
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nerves of steel: No matter the situation, no matter the pressure, you can handle it with a calm mannerism.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Infamy: Before this job, you did some things. Nasty things. Many have difficulties trusting you due to this.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Survive: They said there are two kinds of people: Those who fight and those who run. I chose to fight. Because no amount of running will give us true freedom.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Unease: Something is there, it's too quiet. The air is too still. Something is off. You can feel it. Something is following you.