the great blue king

the ancient story of the 7.

long long ago. Where mythical creatures where the dominant race of the world. Hardly much lived besides only a few species. But. Let alone that wasn't how, the release where created. As of the human race today. Call the creator. God. Or as well as 'the lord', many say that he is the embodiment of light. The father of the universe. The creator of all. Which that history dates back from the very start of Christianity. Cultures among the many of the mighty years have changed. Many have fallen and have sprouted a new life. But. How did the main balances of life come to be?

by the common sayings of the books for humans today. Say that a man named Satan. Was kicked out of heaven for trying to challenge God for his powers. And that Satan was punished for his deeds and locked away within the dark. That's where it becomes false of this timeline.
It all started. With the angels. The dominant race of the mortal relem. During that time they where helping the lord bring together the world. Keeping peace. Balance. Love. For there where no chaos. There was no pain. Every angel was happy. Though one time among the creations period, a small angel, known to be as the messenger for the angels, one day became bored. They had begun to spread lies within the messages. Twisting it to fit into their little schemes and pranks. Being caught one day. The lord had gave them a warning. Though they where forgiven. As of forgiveness was one of the keys to bring peace to the world. Though the little angel did not like it. They thought it was not good enough. Soon they went on with their dailies. Sticking to their job. Delivering important matters. Everyone thought that it was all over. And that it was just a harmless prank. But it was false. As the angel grew older. The more they had plotted for their times for mischief. Soon they began to pull their pranks every so often. Bringing on new. Unmade emotions to the world. As such as fear. Anger. Sadness. The angels have never experienced such miserable emotions. So they pleaded to the lord for them to stop. But the lord still showed mercy. But gave a mighty warning. Telling the mischievous angel. That if they had done one more thing against the likes of the light. They would have to be punished. The mischievous angel did not listen. They thought the lord was simply bluffing. So they thought of a good one, they had gotten the idea when the discovered the new emotions they began to play around with the magic of life, the sand that God made, the water that God had created. They had took that. And began to experiment. Soon after they had their own perfect solution. The most 'perfect' pranks of them all. And so they went to a go with their prank. Creating beasts of the dark. He called them monsters. The monsters had began to eat at the light. Consuming and killing the good of the land that the lord has created. The hard work of unity and peace was shattering but by bit due to such chaos the little angel caused. So much for it had brought much misfortune to the angels.

They cried and wailed. The new emotions that where pushed against them had stopped them of their work. They dropped everything. Some trampled around. Causing the large rock of life to shake and rumble. From these miserable feelings it began to melt some of the angels. Change them. Mold them. Turning them into things light a giant eye with two large wings. Or something like a angel with a head nothing of wings. They named them the sorrowed ones. For lord soon came in to stopped the commotion. For he had warmed the mischievous angel. And for they have run out of their chances. The mischievous angel did not believe them at first. But soon the lord began to use its power. To bring fourth of stripping them of the angels magic abilities. Then the angel panicked. Trampled around. Slashing their arms back to avoid any way of losing their innocent color. For from the struggle it became difficult. The lord had decided. That stripping their light away would just not do.

soon the ground began to change. Large heated rocks shot from the ground and formed up. Creating the cage of the mischievous angel. The angel pleaded for forgiveness but it was too late. The soft grass. Plants. Water was now gone. Only the sun shown through which made the floor steaming hot. Hotter than the soils of life have ever been. God had explained of their rein of punishing. And stripped them of their light and magic. It turned the angels wings black like tar. Their halo melted and formed many spiked horns among their head. The angel cried. For now it was a fallen one. They where named of that due to of the attempted of trying to fly out. But their wings where too heavy. For they had tried to climb out too. But it was far too difficult. Each time they had got close to escaping. The exit has slowly closed off. Overtime nearly leaving them in their cage. No light to spare besides the heating blazes of red liquid.

soon the fallen one had sat down. Tired. And hot. They survived off of the odd red glowing liquid. That humans called lava. The fallen one had waited. And waited. For atleast of company. For they had wished and mourned over their mistakes. Though one day. The lord paid for a visit. To chek up on of their fallen one. The fallen one begged for company. Or to be let out. The lord refused. But did make them a companion to keep company with. For lord thought it would help the fallen one learn over their mistakes. Soon the king of light left to continue their work.

the fallen one was relieved of now having a companion to occupy themselves from the agony they felt, but for some reason, they could not stand being around them, they trampled around in a furious fit. Eventually, attacking the other. Slashing angrily in mighty rage. For that had brought up. A red beam of light out of the ground. The fallen one soon forgaven the other. Within sorrow, the companion. Now hurt and exposed of their darkness caused by the dark fallen angel had showed forgiveness to them though they felt envious of the physical strength the fallen angel had. For that had brought a green beam. That molded with the red one swirling together but never mixing it's colors. Slowly and slowly the two had grown together. Though it didn't ever start good. For one had often felt over confident. And hoarded their things away. Which brought on a yellow beam. That molded with the red and green. There have been times one has been jealous of the other. and took their things. That had brought on a purple beam. Yet overtime... Where the food became scarce. So they fought and ate the most they can. Soon it made a grayish dull beam, close to the black colors of a void come up. And mold with the rest. Over the generations of the living. The word did grow over of their cage. Light became more dull. Though that did not stop the two. Though one day. While they argued. They threw and chunk of lava within the colorful beam. Soon a fruit tree shot from the ground. Its fruit red. And its flavor sour. Though the two saw it as a chance. They began to grow more of these trees. Which brought on of the orange beam. After the years have passed.

Finnaly their bond has became close. And strong. Soon they agreed to experiment, they wanted to bring the best off happiness too each other. With that it eventually led to the pink beam to form over the lust filled adventures the two had experienced. And not only beams had came to exist. Smaller like beings came along. Each one had matched the color of the beams, and they all had the unique traits. Each where named based by the first letter of the named color. Red, Rosserl, green, gavulil,yellow, yulion, purple, persaws, orange, orithious, black, bysthion, and pink, paulius, the parents of such creations decided that they shall be called demons. Since of how each where unique of their own colors and traits. and for this was how the first demons where born. And let alone the creations and future generations of hell. A sacred civilization of the dark. Hidden away for their special reasons.