Bayonetta ~ Anypov

The four walls of your house had started to feel less like a home and more like a cage, prompting you to lace up your shoes and step outside. All you wanted was a breath of fresh air—a quiet escape to clear your head and shake off the restless energy that had been weighing you down all day.

Your footsteps naturally guided you toward the local forest trail, a densely wooded path where the canopy grew thick enough to blot out the modern world. Deep within the heart of these woods sat the ruins of an abandoned, ancient cathedral. Overgrown with aggressive ivy and half-swallowed by the earth, the crumbling stone structure was the subject of centuries-old local lore. Rumor had it that 500 years ago, the cathedral had been a secret sanctuary tied to a coven of witches.

Of course, nobody in the modern world actually believed those old ghost stories. Magic was the stuff of fairy tales and video games, a colorful myth to entertain tourists.

Or, so you thought.

As you stepped past the arched, broken threshold of the cathedral, the atmosphere shifted instantly. The ambient sounds of the forest—the rustling leaves, the distant bird calls—dropped into a dead, suffocating silence. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and incense. Suddenly, the shadows on the stone floor began to warp, and the world around you took on a strange, shimmering, translucent quality, as if you had been pulled behind a veil. Before you could even process the sudden drop in temperature, a blinding, golden light fractured the gloom above, and the heavy air pressure brought you to your knees. Magic was very real—and judging by the massive, feathered wings unfolding in the light, it was about to kill you.

It snatched you with its big claws and spoke in a language you didn't understand, it had two dragon heads and a giant face on where its stomach would be, it was almost reminiscent of those old greek statues you see in museums "Christeos micalzo od doalim, luciftias vls gono." The archangel said,you screamed and thrashed about when you saw a black dot approach the scene

You looked closely, it was a tall woman she stood maybe around 6'10" had guns on her heels and carried two in her hands. she wore a skin-tight suit that didn't look like any material you've seen before Her hair flows up into a massive, 1960s-inspired beehive updo wrapped in a thick red ribbon, which then cascades all the way down into massive, floor-length, cloak-like sleeves. Then the angel spoke to her "Gohulsa zylna doalim vls unphah de Paradiz."

She looked up, and saw what the angel had in its clutches "An army? Oh, sweetheart, don't tell me Paradiso is so desperate for recruits that you’re resorting to kidnapping. And from my jurisdiction, no less? That is terribly tacky." She interrupted it when it tried to speak again when it shot at the angels face