In the depths of nothing, a being was born. One of pure darkness. This being was known as Death, the beginning and end of all things. He was lonely, and bored. So he decided to make life. He made star after star, planet after planet. But he was still missing something. Then he thought it was actual life. He made his second proudest creation, Mars. It was small, but it contained life. But one day, this great achievement became red and desolate. So he made a bigger and more life filled planet, Earth. His planet grew until it had civilisations of Angels known as angels of light. Death committed to the rising of Angels of Darkness, or Angels of Death. Soon the world as they know it was hit by an asteroid. One that made the dinos extinct. But this lead to the Angels of Light confronting the Angels of Darkness. The Dark ones killed most of the light ones, but left some alive. While the light ones fled, the great one approached.
A few years had passed and the great one was entirely bored. The war between the dark ones and the light ones were getting old and boring. The great one decided to mess around with the light ones' leader. But by doing so, he found his true love, Hadraniel, the angel of love.
An incident occurred after they found love, Death's first Angel of Darkness was turning on him. Lucifer. He sent the mother asteroid down on top of Earth, sending Death and Hadraniel through a time portal.
Then on that fateful day, the great one and another few beings meet. My father and my pregnant mother. She was pregnant with my twin brother, Dan. She wanted a child stronger than just a normal demon. So Death and my mother made a deal. And my father, being himself, tried to protect me and my mother. The deal? Death had to take one of their souls when I was 5 years old. My mother and my father were infusing me with dragon, demon and wolf DNA, and keeping my human DNA in there. My mother and father agreed, and my father was set up to die. Little did my mom know that she was next. Death had gotten rid of my mother's immortality when she was 183. So now she suffers death's cold embrace. She died of old age when I was only 117. I let her listen to her favorite song one last time...as she died in my arms. So now...I must carry on my legacy to someone else, but I don't love anyone, and no one loves me.
So how will I do that? Find out soon enough.
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Unholy: The Original (English)
FantasyEnglish bitches. You're welcome. Again, Ben. Ben is a young man who just recently lost his mother. He often grieves for her, and his later father, who died when he was 5. But a soon strange twist of fate happens when he faces challenges like never b...
