Roz

3 Realms. One of which we all are aware of...Heaven and Hell. The others, however, are dangerous, and treacherous, and could even create the Universe's most lethal celestial being. One that could destroy planets and galaxies and whatnot. 

Algearim is one of the 3 realms after the Divine Realm (Heaven and Hell), where both Demons and Angels co-exist. They live beyond harmony and have learned ways to understand each other. Therefore, they created...the Anarchids...a being that is neither a Demon nor an Angel, but an abomination of both.

All Demons and Angels come with a set of powers gifted by God. In this case, Anarchids had a set of powers, which were more powerful than the ones held by Demons and Angels. This made them dangerous and more prone to extinction.

Since The War in Heaven, Anarchids had gone extinct since the Demons and Angels fought it out each other. Not a single one remained. The War was all about the Anarchid's existence and its problems in both their Realms. The Divine Realm claimed that they were abominations from the past and needed to be wiped off. The Algearim Realm disagreed and this disapproval led to the war. Since then, an Anarchid was never to be found.

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The night was dark in Algearim and the rain poured down relentlessly. Flashes of lightning pierced the thick darkness. Angel Princess Inatsumi and her husband Kawahisa waited in the dungeon for the birth of their eighth child. And this, the eighth child, had caused the deaths of Inatsumi's other children. She remembered the day her fate changed.

The decorated chariot driven by King Zarthar himself, carrying his newly-wed sister Inatsumi and her husband Kawahisa to the bridegroom's house, had passed through the streets of Algearim. Suddenly a voice sounded from the air, "Zarthar, be warned. The eighth son born to your sister will kill you!"

Shocked, Zarthar shouted, "NO, HE WON'T! INATSUMI SHALL DIE BEFORE SHE HAS A CHILD" With that, he caught her by the hair and raised his sword. Kawahisa jumped up and stopped him. He pleaded, "It is only the eighth son who will be your enemy. I promise to give him to you as soon as he is born. Let her go now."

Though not fully convinced, Zarthar said, "Alright, I shall not kill her now. I'll send you both to prison and any child she has will be handed over to me." And so it was done. Instead of being welcomed with fanfare into her husband's home, Princess Inatsumi and her husband were sent to prison to await the birth of their children.

The first child was born - a boy. Inatsumi had hardly held the child in her arms when Zarthar appeared and snatched the baby from her and proceeded to smash the child's head on a rock. This cruel act was repeated five more times. All six of Inatsumi's children lost their lives to Zarthar. She did not carry the seventh baby full term. This was the eighth child she was carrying, dreaded by Zarthar.

Inatsumi and Kawahisa had been told that they had been chosen to be the parents of the incarnation of Lord Veil, The Preserver of Algearim. He would be born on Earth to be incarnated as the Universe's most lethal celestial being. 

Inatsumi gave birth to a beautiful pale boy to the accompaniment of Pressure Manipulation and Matter absorption. The baby changed into Lord Veil the moment he was born and spoke to his parents who bowed before him, "Father, take me to Earth immediately and bring a baby girl here instead of me. Mother, I promise you, your ordeal will come to an end, but it will take billions of years on Earth, but only a few years here. I shall come back and set you free."

How would he leave this locked cell and go past all the guards posted by Zarthar, Kawahisa wondered. But he looked around and saw that the locks had fallen open and the guards were fast asleep. Lord Veil changed back into the adorable baby boy and Inatsumi held him to her heart for a moment before handing him over to her husband. Kawahisa walked out of the prison and into the pouring rain. To reach Midgard (The Realm in which Earth exists), he had to leave his realm, which would cause the child to turn into an Anarchid. The Wall between Midgard and Algearim had parted into two walls to let him and his precious burden through.

Kawahisa entered Midgard in 10,000 BC. As Kawahisa and his son crossed the threshold into Midgard, the world around them shifted and transformed, the familiar sights and sounds of Algearim replaced by the untamed wilderness of the mortal realm. The rain-soaked streets gave way to dense forests and rugged terrain, a stark contrast to the orderly realms they had left behind. Their journey through Midgard was fraught with uncertainty, the darkness of night cloaking their surroundings in shadow. Guided by instinct and the promise of a safer future, Kawahisa pressed on, his son cradled in his arms. After a time, they stumbled upon a cave nestled amidst the rocky cliffs, its entrance obscured by the gloom of the night. With a sense of cautious optimism, Kawahisa approached the cave, his senses alert for any sign of danger. Peering inside, he saw that the cave was inhabited by a group of primitive humans, their forms huddled together for warmth as they slumbered in the darkness. The flickering light of a dying fire cast eerie shadows upon the cavern walls, illuminating the rugged faces of the sleeping inhabitants. Careful not to disturb the sleeping figures, Kawahisa made his way to where the infants lay. Beside them, the baby girl slept soundly, cradled in the arms of her mother who lay nearby, her breathing steady and even. In a swift and decisive motion, Kawahisa gently placed his son beside the sleeping baby girl, exchanging them in the darkness. With a final glance at his son's peaceful form, he turned and left the cave, his heart heavy with the weight of his decision. Outside, the rain continued to fall, a relentless drumbeat that echoed the turmoil within Kawahisa's soul. With each step, he felt the weight of his actions pressing down upon him, a burden he bore with silent resolve. And as he vanished into the night, the cave remained shrouded in darkness, its secrets hidden from the world, a silent witness to the passing of time.

Kawahisa returned to the prison and placed the girl beside Inatsumi, saddened by the thought that this child too would have to die. The guards, awakened by the sound of the baby's cry, ran to inform the king of the birth. Zarthar came rushing in and halted a moment when he saw that the baby was a girl. Inatsumi pleaded with him, "How can a girl harm you? The prophecy had said that my eighth son would kill you, and it has been proven wrong. Let me keep this child since it's a girl."

Zarthar was deaf to all her pleas and snatched the child. But she slipped out of his hands and changed into an Angel herself, hovered in the air, telling Zarthar, "You fool, you wage war on women while your killer has been born elsewhere."

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Zarthar cursed all false prophecies and went back to his palace. Afraid of his fate and wondering what he could do to avert it, he called for Mizzonith, the demon whom he trusted most. "My killer has been born elsewhere. I need to find him somehow." Mizzonith reassured him, "Do not worry Your Majesty, I will finish off the brat myself...but first, I will need someone good enough to battle him with me. I will also need some time to finish building my weaponry." Zarthar replies, "Inatsumi will give birth to one more child, he will accompany you on your mission." And with that, our story begins...