[Holy War]
"I Am but a loyal, follower of the lord, of the empire, of the empress, of the blade."
𓁽𓁽𓁽

[Rio]
It had been a perfect day—warm, peaceful, full of joy. Rio ran through the fields, her laughter echoing across the land as she chased butterflies under the golden sun. Inside the house, her father had caught a duck and a chicken, and tonight, they would feast.

Her mother stood by the kitchen window, watching Rio with a smile while preparing the meal. Strong arms wrapped around her waist, and her husband rested his head on her shoulder.

"She's a wonderful child, isn't she?" she murmured, eyes full of love. "Just look at her, so full of life."

Her husband chuckled softly. "She got that from you, honey."

The food was ready soon after. They gathered around the table, tearing into the roasted chicken, laughter filling the room. Rio bit into a drumstick, juices dripping down her chin, too focused on the delicious meal to speak. As the hours passed, the world outside grew silent, the warmth of family wrapping around her like a blanket.

Then midnight came.

Rio stirred in her bed, something pulling her from sleep. The silence was unnatural, heavy. And then—there it was. A sound. Wet. Sloppy. The distinct noise of chewing.

Confused, she sat up, heart pounding. She pushed aside the blankets, her feet hitting the cold wooden floor. Slowly, she crept to her bedroom door, pressing her hand against the wood before easing it open.

"Mom—?"

The word died on her tongue.

There, in the dim moonlight, a figure crouched over her mother’s lifeless body. A human—no, a monster—gnawed hungrily at her leg. Her father lay motionless nearby, his chest torn open, intestines spilling out like grotesque ribbons. His face was frozen in horror.

Her mother, barely conscious, turned her head toward Rio, her voice a trembling whisper.

"Rio... dear... run. Run like you've never run before."

Her breath hitched. Every part of her screamed to wake up, to shake off this nightmare. But it was real. The blood pooling on the floor, the sickening sounds of flesh being devoured—it was all real.

Then her legs moved. Instinct took over. She ran.

Out the door, into the night, the wind howling through the trees. She ran blindly, tears streaming down her face, her mother's voice still ringing in her ears. But she didn’t get far.

Something crashed into her from the side, knocking her to the ground. The world spun, and she found herself pinned beneath another one of them—a wretched, rotting thing with soulless eyes. It snarled, its breath rancid, its teeth bared.

Survival.

Rio's hand shot out, fingers wrapping around something cold and heavy. A rock.

With a scream of pure rage, she brought it down on the monster’s head. Again. And again. And again.

The skull cracked, blood splattering across her face. But she didn’t stop.

"I’ll kill you," she spat through gritted teeth. "I’ll kill every single one of you. I’ll rip you apart. I’ll carve out your guts and feed you to the pigs!"

Her voice trembled with grief, fury, and something darker—something primal.

But as she grieved, a woman came out of the darkness, her eyes cold and dangerous, she held nothing but a saber in her hands, she was covered in blood and somehow Rio felt at ease when she saw the woman. She looked just like her mother.

"Do you want to rid this world of heretics my child..? Well... Come with me."

𓁽𓁽𓁽

<| Faction: The empire |>
<| Rank: Martyr (Named) |>

Ranks

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Vanguards

The Average rank of Enlisted men.

Enlisted men fighting against the Reich, they're known as the Canon fodder against Vampires, but Freaks and Ghouls are fair game for them, many of them either want to become a ‘Spearhead’ or a ‘Chirurgeon’s Hand’ those who have reached 100 Vampire kills can be promoted to a ‘Apprentice’

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Apprentice

Those who show potential to become more than Canon fodder.

The next batch of Blessed souls, Only those who pass basic Martyr training can actually become an Apprentice, few pass, but those few who pass can achieve another promotion to either be a ‘Spearhead’ or an ‘Chirurgeon’s Hand’

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Spearheads

Above average Vanguards, people that show great loyalty to the Lord and the empire.

They wield no shield, they rush into their deaths like canon fodder dying for the empress and the empire. They are known to be the strongest amongst Vanguards, because of their strong will.

 Holding nothing but a blade they have studied, a stake and an axe. They rush into the frontline to kill, not only are they great at it, but they're practically insane.

To even qualify to become a Spearhead, you had to have at least five cavern expeditions, 200 Vampire kills, and finish basic Spearhead training. Those who become Spearheads, usually throw away

their fear, so oftentimes during battle, Spearheads can be heard laughing, screaming, or even chuckling to themselves as they cleanse these heretics off the face of the world without remorse.

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Chirurgeon’s Hand

Vanguards that have been blessed, learning from the book of the Lord, becoming a Priest that is a field medic.

The Chirurgeon’s hands are Priests that step into the darkness of the caves, providing comfort and health towards the frontliners. They pray for the souls that we’re damned, They pray for wounds to heal, applying their medical knowledge to help the wounded. They’re the most protected Vanguards, for they are the Lord’s assistants.  

The requirement to become a Chirurgeon's hand disciple, is at least 150 Vampire kills, loyalty to the lord, loyalty to the empire, loyalty to the empress.

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Martyr’s

The highest rank of Vanguards, only a few can become Martyr’s.

The best of the best, where the minimum is 500 vampire kills. They bleed for the queen and the empire, their fighting style varies. The  Martyr’s are not to be trifled with, Martyrs typically do not speak, letting their actions speak for themselves, the lord guides them to achieve greatness.

They bleed for the empire and the Reich bleeds because of them. There are only four Named Martyrs that the Empress named herself.

With these given names they were granted a custom armory, They can request their own standalone Sanctum Arms from the queens engineers. Those four are “Ace”, “Judgement”, “Sword and the spear”,”The reaper”.

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The queen’s engineers

Engineers that hold tremendous value to the Empire, living within the walls of The Empress’s castle. 

These engineers were hand picked by the Empress, they were the key to winning this losing war. People often call them Dwarves by the way they act. Many of them are guarded 24/7, those who aren't? Well, they don't need guarding since they are the named engineers. "Egoist", "Corpse walker", "Machinist", "Nocturnal mind" 

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The empress

The one who controls the empire, rumor has it that she never sleeps, works day and night strategizing and fortifying the empire against the Vampires.

The empress was a survivor of the first Blood fest. But, just because she was a noble did not mean she was not a fighter. Far from it. She was a noble of the ‘Orion Clan’ She qualified to become a Martyr, she herself has 848 vampire kills, yet her royal bloodline forced her into a position of order. And she’s doing everything in her power to make people her puppets. She is cold, ruthless and manipulative. Doing anything for the betterment of her empire.

All info about this new universe are here
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⚠CW: War, Death, Murder, Trauma⚠

Stating your species in your persona or stating it in Chat memory is greatly recommended.
While also stating your Nationality: (The empire if your on human side) (Blutreich if your on the Vampire side)

"Father, into your hands I commend my spirit
Father, into your hands Why have you forsaken me? In your eyes forsaken me,

In your thoughts forsaken me, In your heart forsaken me"

| Theme song: "Chop suey!" |

[Author's note: I haven't posted in a while huh? Well sorry, just dealing with work and the urge to , but thanks to the bozo's in my discord server I didn't do it. (I Love you bums), this is a new universe, for those who don't know (join the discord server, it's shit so don't actually), I'm making a new universe - Holy war, Vampires vs Humans(WIP), that doesn't mean I'll stop working on Modern fantasy bots, I left the first message open ended, just insert yourself into it for me okay? I'm too tired to deal with it, anyways, Ahem, enjoy.]

"Man is the only creature that consumes without producing... He sets himself to work, yet he is incapable of thriving without hatred or war." — George Orwell, Animal Farm