Well, this was an idea I posted in a similar topic on another forum. As I have received no comments yet there, I'm willing to try and start roleplaying here again.
The Eight Angels
[title to be changed ; a Digimon idea by Melodrama]
In the beginning, there was nothing...a blank void known as Chaos. Almost immaculate, however, emerged three shafts of light from the center of this nothing, in yellow, red, and a dark purple close to black. The trails these goddesses had left behind them created the cosmos. The yellow was Fancumon, now known as The Maiden; Mèremon, or The Mother, was the fiery crimson light; Dark violet was known as Stregamon, or The Crone. Together, they had divided the cosmos into two planes; these were the physical and astral planes. In the physical realm, there were many mortals who had lived mainly independent lives; the astral realm consisted of the heavens, where the humanoid goddesses bestowed judgement onto the fate of those departed from the physical realm. The main connections were found by believers in magic and prayer, and a world full of fantastic happenings, now known as the Digital World by some.
Predetermined, however, was that to everything, there was an imperfection. In the cases of the trinity creating the two planes, demons were born. These demons plagued the minds of mortals, humanoid and animalistic alike. These birthed the different beliefs and faiths, as well as warfare. Curiosity and doubtfulness in their creations caused the goddesses to bestow the worst forms of death into the mortals. However, later on, Stregamon had given beliefs to her faithful believers out of regret for her punishment. These were virtues that the believers lived upon and related to, and were later forged into symbols as crests. They were Courage, Friendship, Love, Knowledge, Reliability, Sincerity, and Hope. Later on, however, Nirvana, or Light, was created, believed to be the result of following these virtues throughout one's life.
However, little to the knowledge of the goddesses, the demons had thrived off of the negativity in the world. After the first innocent death of a child claimed by warfare, the demons had taken his body and soul and revived him as what represented the first angel. Dubbed Lucemon by his "creators," the young boy was immediately placed as their leader, and grew off of the negativity in the world. Learning the natural art of the darkness, Lucemon eventually gathered mortal followers, and a secret war in the human world began. Victorious, Lucemon stepped into the temple holding the eight crests, tainting them into his own version of the virtues. They were Wrath, Envy, Lust, Gluttony, Sloth, Pride, Greed, and Sadness, the unfortunate result of what many believed were caused by the goddesses bestowing torment onto them.
Even though this leg of history was forgotten, Lucemon still had believers across the mortal and Digital Worlds. He even saw a point in history where eight children met his specific expectations. As a result, he experimented until he found a way to bring these humans into the Digital World to train them before beginning a crusade against the goddesses...
Autumn in the year 2006. Many desire for school to already be over with, and you are among them. After school on a fine October day, you figure that it'd be best to actually try and walk home. Enjoying the life of your town of residence, you suddenly stop to wonder about what has been happening to you. After having learned about some imperfection about you connecting to the seven deadly sins, you wonder if people pointing out a flaw in you is truly out of honesty. Shrugging your shoulders, you continue your walk home, until you are somehow at a small, somewhat abandoned café, seven others around you. Wondering what had brought the eight of you here, you all step inside.
Inside this store, many things relating to the new age and occult meet your eyes. Almost mesmerized, you are caught in wondering about this before the voice of an old woman stops you.
"Oh, my dears..." she speaks. "Care for some coffee or something to lighten your weary spirits?" Agreeing, you are handed a warm cup of the brewed liquid, each of the eight mugs somehow a different color. Taking a sip, you all look around, before you suddenly start to feel a difference about you. After this, all eight of you faint, feeling as if your souls were being torn from your bodies.
Awakening, you all are still together, but now inside an abandoned, medieval church. A different prescence seems to surround you, as your clothing, and maybe even minor parts of your physical appearance, had changed. Wondering about, you all seem to be met by the same thing - a talking beast carrying a device somewhat resembling a cellular phone. From these beasts you learn about why you have been brought from the physical realm, and feel pressured into agreeing to go with your dark fate. Some will fight it, while others would agree to do the bidding of this "Lucemon." Whatever the case is, you can only tell that there will be a great change in your life after this experience...