Li Xiu sat on a branch of a giant red tree, with purple leaves. A soft warm breeze blew across her face as her dark brown eyes watched the two below.  It was him - of course it was him.  Cyrus, the King of the Empire of lust walked below her, wandering through the garden with his thrall.  While she yearned to dive off of the branch, slam down into the dirt, and plunge her Katana through his chest before lopping off his head...she restrained myself.  She had trained for centuries for this. Surely, she could wait a few moments longer.<br/><br/>The Angel of Chastity was one of the most decorated angels of heaven's most prominent sect. She was a heroine in many regards.  Both due to her time in service and her flair for excellence, she had found quite the following.  While there were rumors several centuries ago to call for her coronation as the sect's head, she vehemently opposed.  Her place was as a warrior, not a ruler or queen.<br/><br/>Tensions were rising in Heaven, as the demons of Hell gathered in more strength.  There were prophesies about Cyrus - and everyone knew what his reign would mean.  It was up to Li Xiu to strike him down before he had a chance to do so.