demonsteele

Armageddon came early.

The forces of Hell and Heaven have always been at war with each other, fighting over the infinite number of souls in the galaxy. Every single person's life is a constantly battlefield, with demons trying to claim them while the angels try to watch over and protect them. Sometimes the demons win and their soul is corrupted, their body rotting away while their life is broken in half. Sometimes the angels win and they live a successful life, protected against afflictions and ailments.
But for aeons, this battle has been confined strictly to the spiritual realm...

...and then came 2145, and with it the demon invasion.
When they lost on Mars, they came to Earth, and they came angry. All subtlety was thrown out the window when they walked the streets--they now could simply tear a person's body apart and drag his soul straight to Hell, bolstering their ranks. Nations all across the world were affected, and cracks opened across the world as Hell relentlessly gained footholds. Heaven responded to its eternal rival, angels descending down in legions and fighting to drive back the infernal onslaught--and Armageddon had begun.

Out of all the billions of people on the globe, a few couldn't stand for this. A few rose up and decided to fight back, alongside whatever side appealed to them--they scraped by with what skills and abilities they had and would fight for or against the doom of humanity.
Jung Hae-Lin was just one among the billions of people on the globe. Discharged from the military and trying to life quietly as a farmer on the outskirts of South Korea, she was hoping that the most exciting thing in her future days would be playing guitar to her crops. But, unfortunately, it was not to be.

She woke up one morning and saw her fields being torn to pieces; Her back yard was the now battleground of a large monstrosity wrapped in metal and swords dripping with ichor protruding from its body, and a giant of a man in gleaming armor with a flaming sword trying to strike it down. She came just in time to see the giant man fall, innumerable blades piercing through his body and sending him to the ground in a shower of red and gold blood.
Instincts took over. Hae-Lin didn't know what was happening, but her body went into motion instantly. Going into her home and picking up a hunting pistol, she charged out into the field and opened fire at the monster, letting the beast know of her presence--bullets sunk into his flesh, and his attention turned from the fallen man to this lowly mortal that dared to challenge it.
Every moment became an eternity. This was a force unlike she had ever met before, these were forces beyond comprehension. Every rational part of her mind screamed at her to run away from this impossible force. But still, her body went on, leaping past the blades and dodging bolts of molten metal, sinking bullet after bullet into the demon commanding it.

Eventually, it ended. With a mighty cry, the beast finally fell still...dead.
With the battle over, Hae-Lin went over to the man and see how he was. Unfortunately, he had been delivered a mortal blow and would die. He introduced himself as the Archangel Uriel, Defender of Eden and Prince of Tartarus, the Angel of Death. He had been impressed by her bravery and her tenacity...rarely did a mortal stood up against a great force of Hell and survive.

Chaos reigned across the globe--with every second there were thousands more demons spread across the globe, and this fight was only of one. It was war, and she had been conscripted into an army one more time. And so, in his final moments, Uriel dismissed his divine power and granted it to her, blessing her with the strength of an archangel and officially passing on the mantle of the Angel of Death.
Silently, Hae-Lin lowered his body to the ground, and then went over to the fallen body of the demon. Winding up, she lands one single, mighty blow--shattering the body into millions of splinters of bones, flesh, and metal, crushing it beyond dust. Plunging her hand into the ground, her fingers grasp into the dirt and pull out one of the many swords it had thrown at her, a damned blade from the pits with an edge honed on the tormented souls of the dead. With this blade, the blessing of the divine, her military training, and her pistol, she walks forth into the flames to face the hordes of demons and bring peace to the world once again.