Aquarion: Negi (Negative)

~Prologue~

In the beginning, there was nothing. The world as we know it today was engulfed by darkness; a cold, lifeless embrace. As years would come and go, the beasts we have come to know as "Shadow Angels" aided the Human Race is creating a world fit for all of us. It wasn't till that day where the great angel Apollonius caste himself down on our world, stopping the mayhem for his precious. He defied the Shadow Angels leaving them no choice but to sever his wings to offer condolence for betraying his own kind. Toma, the Angel whom befriended the now-fallen Apollonius would wait centuries to finally return to the one he called Solar Wing. History had always taught men and women of all ages about Apollonius and his lost love, and how they would always manage to find each other time and time again; but what if history forgot that last shred of information. What ever happened to the rest of the feathers caste from Apollonius's wings? What if long ago the Shadow Angels had created another Apollonius, just as malicious as the first? This is his story, the true second half of Apollonius. Dionysius, the Angel of Creation, has descended along the time as a secret of history, the true reason why Celiane fell in love with Apollonius. For he, is the sin that bends the fates of Angels... And Humans...

He awoke in his chambers as if it was just another day, not a care in the world. Thousands of roses rested in waiting by his doorstep as the lavender-haired teen began to make his way down a darkened chrome hallway. "Every day with these flowers, not even one of them had the right scent.." the boy had muttered under his breath placing the roses in front of another door. He's eyes glistened a sharp orange tone hue'd away from the yellow in his right. He approached what seemed to be an aircraft doorway. The sounds of the mechanics grinding and pulling was enough to make a full-man cry tears you never heard once before. Inside the slow crept door looked to be an observatory of some sort. Different computers scaled by groups of 5 all lined the floor in rows as he slowly took his first few steps inside. He could smell it, the heavenly scent of a long lost treasure. The boy gave a dastardly look as he jumped inside one of the chairs with a circular device popping up overhead; slowly a dark pink aura surrounded his form. His body fully evaporated as the screens turned on in the facility. Warning signs would be displayed in all windows as the boy began to take off.. This, would be his first ever meeting with his other halfs...