~he closes his eyes and begins talking in a soft tone~
In the beggining there was darkness just a vast an empty darkness. Then the powers that be created the light. Created the countless realms and realities. To each of these realities a guardian or guardians were assigned to keep the balance within the dark and the light. One of these guardians was a Seraphim called Luna or Seleno. In the native toungue of the angels it can’t be pronounced with our language now but in short Moon. These guardians were given a sword. Mine was called “Destiny”. Which carried the light and power of creation and also the power of destruction if necessary.
Moon was me. I was Luna. I guarded the realm, I kept the balance and one day I failed to see that evil lurked in the minds of men. I failed to see the destruction that was going to happen. I let the balance be tipped to the darkness. For this I was cast out to live as a creature not of the light or of the dark but a creature stuck in between. My golden hair was turned red. My pale eyes turned blue and my white skin to gray. My six wings were changed to just two and their fire like color to gray. My powers were dimished and left as an archangel that had no home and no purpose. I loved centuries alone and a few others studying nature and mankind. As the time passed a darkness grew inside me. No longer part of the light the darkness grew in me. One day I found two realms that each suited my different sides. One of light ruled by a Seraphim and one of dark ruled by a goddess. Both were at war constantly yet at one point they felt the same. At that very instant something inside me shattered and I was divided into two beings. One of Light and one of Dark. Still connected but separate. Destiny also split into two halves. One with the power of destruction and one with the power of creation. Our connection is what keeps some of the dark in me and some of the light in him. Since it has happened my dark side’s, which I call my brother, hatred for me has grown. He can not stand the light that is still connected to him through me and he has aimed to destroy me. In our last battle above your realms he got the best of me, took my wing and managed to knock me unconscious. I woke up to your beautiful face without my sword and one of my wings missing. He is in search of me to finally destroy the light in him so he can finally merge the two swords and begin to tip the scales again.
~he begins to reach for the light forces around him to reignite the light in him. He squeezes her hand gently~
I thank you my lady for your hospitality and your help but the last thing I want is for you to be caught in the middle of my fight. So I have to hurry and get prepared for what is to come.
