Many years ago the world was under siege by an uprising force of destruction. Human rebels who had been cursed by the supernatural powers wreaked havoc on the land... All at the cost of their humanity. The withered...or...cold ones.
All under the Demon, who's name is said to kill anyone who dares to breathe it...

Many lives were lost, women, children....kingdoms were in ruin.

But.
One day...heroes rose... sick of the destruction of their home
Each bearing a gift of their own bravery and heart...dawned the sacred crest of the fallen inquisition of the Blood Rose.
With their weapons drawn, they charged into the war, killing all the Cold they could, and with the sacrifice of their leader and Queen defeated the Demon.

The heroes name and tale spread across the world, they were known as the saviours of lives... Every Child,  looked up to the Blood Rose... they were offered infinite power.
However... The heroes humbly rejected,  for they did not fight for that... and with their last farewell were off until the world needed them again.

After years of peace, the world forgot the Inquisition...and they grew old. Their aged hearts still beat for justice and so...they sent their weapons out into the world to choose the next guardians, and reawaken the power when the time was right...

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So...that was great...I'm sorry again if it wasn't that great
But I honesty loved writing this story.
It makes me happy
And I hope it makes you happy
-Snow

We fight for those who can't fight for themselves. The Blood Rose shall live on as long as you believe