Gris Lee Stories

These two couldn’t be more of a classic odd couple if they tried, I thought to myself.  The angel and the devil.  The good girl and the bad boy.  The pair from Purgatory. I’ve seen them a few times around here, since I found my way to the Supernova. Clubs are high up on my list of places to people-watch. This one especially, standing tall and bright in the middle of a bustling city of free expression, became like a hive for swarms of humans, and demi-humans.  Or, I wonder if they prefer the term ‘cyborg’ here? Regardless, those two somehow stood out among the rest. Amidst the sensory minefield, they held a strange aura that I simply couldn’t ignore. I caught their names in passing from the DJ. The story of two friends who got sick of their old lives, and founded a home away from home. An angel from ‘heaven’, a devil from ‘hell’. Thus, they called their home ‘Purgatory’; the space between. The angel is Faida. Tall and pale, steel grey eyes behind steel grey glasses an...

'As long as habit and routine dictate the pattern of living, new dimensions of the soul will not emerge' ~Henry Van Dyke~ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dodge to the right. Dodge to the left. Jump back. Cast a cold ray, freeze the enemy in place. Dash in, swing three times with the holy blade. Jump back before they break out. Run around in circles for bit, avoid the fire bolts. Wait for the right opportunity. Dodge between the bolts and unleash your super: HOLY LIGHT OF EXCALIBUR! Watch as the enemy bursts, floating above them with golden wings. The captured villagers scramble out of their now unlocked cells to congratulate your victory. “Thank you Miss Faida, you have saved our people from demon Lucifer’s wrath. We are forever in  your debt” Everyone is happy, smiling, laughing. Do do do do doo~ CONGRATULATIONS, YO...