Prologue

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                Over 500 years in the past, as the next greatest shuttle was launched and a group of 12 were sent into the farthest outskirts of the galaxy, a gateway was discovered that almost seemed to serve as a celestial door into other regions of space, time and simply our universe bringing us by, some would say, divine chance, to the realm of celestial beings we called Angels.

In this uncharted space however, it was quickly established we were not welcome, solely for the reason that with every existence, there always seems to be present a good and a bad, even in yourself; a single entity.

These whom we met, Angels, were no different, and so struggled with the responsibility to keep us safe from that which we came to know as Demon's.

Angel's who did not want us to exist simply for the sake of our safety from those who wanted nothing more than new grounds from which to unleash their un-beloved ways.

Creatures with the ability to corrupt any kind of essence with goals and needs as well as wants to use us as they wish, whether their motives be thought out or off the cuff.

Human's elected themselves unknowingly as the next race to come to an end, thus forcing Angels to quite possibly, and eternally, protect our tiny planet from brutal extinction.

An alliance was formed between the two of our species and with it; our well being was taken under their magnificent and gigantic wings in hopes to shield us from their evil opposites.

Technology changed, years passed, rulers came and went, laws altered, cities collapsed and new ones took their places, landscapes either flourished or died out, and wars occurred, both on earth and in far off atmospheres above it.

As explorers searched on and on in the Angel's realms, discoveries of mines filled with precious, unusual jewels were brought back to our lands, some believing them to be gems set forth in growth by the first Angels' tears, their precious value almost enchanting, quickly replacing currency worldwide.

Soon after the first years of change the Angel's lost their titles and with the supposed war we fought alongside them several years after, they became myths, gradually recalled as Glorified Souls, Saints, or 'Seijin'.

Some believe the stories despite the stars being baron of life, only visited by gem harvesters to bring new raw materials for exchange, and those who do have faith suspect a darker side of history less discussed, where Demons conquered the world on their own, even if just faintly, capturing at least a few off world soldiers who came back after attacks amongst the solar systems, invading their bodies, passing on the knowledge of how to take souls and create a darker, more sinister system of payment among men.

Demons.

Condemned Souls.

'Akuma'.

Human.

Seijin.

Souls.

Some believe this all happened. Others think we found a way to get new raw materials from space and naturally flourish on our own.

I'm with the latter.

Angels and demon's? Seijin and Akuma? Some far off war that happened in outer space hundreds of years ago?

Isn't that what some would call, 'pretty farfetched'?


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Ohoooo!!!

New book!

Not a fanfiction!

How will I survive? I've become so dependent on celebs to fill in the descriptive gaps. Oh well, this will be good for me. XD

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 15, 2016 ⏰

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