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For years they ruled together. Protecting their land, hand in hand.

But rumors never die.

They grew and grew, and grew some more. Their horrors reached beyond truth, beyond reason. The creations of Dark and Light saw Dark as a captor, an evil imprisoning Light and forcing them together.

Reason could not save them. The evil in their hearts had sunk its vile fangs, releasing its venom and corrupting their thoughts.

Believers managed to convince three more powerful beings--Fire, Water, and Earth--that their beliefs were true. Horrified for their creator, Light, they rushed to Dark's chamber and clasped chains made from their elements onto his neck and wrists. Before Light could do anything, the beings he helped create banished him to the depths of the Earth, naming it Hell for the vile creature they put there. Convinced they had done a good deed, they turned to their True creator, who had fallen to his knees in disbelief and despair.

The Elements blamed it on Dark's "magic" he used to trick Light for his feelings and made way to celebrate, leaving the broken Light by himself.

It was only a matter of days before it happened.

Light fell gravely ill.

See, Light and Dark had never been apart.

They were made together. They breathed their first breath together. They existed together.

Without Dark, Light could not exist.

Without Light, Dark could not exist.

The Elements saw the death of Light as Dark's fault. Surely, he had poisoned their creator! For what other reason could there be?

The Elements stormed down to Dark's new home, weapons at the ready, to discover a scene of horror before them.

Struck by grief and sorrow from feeling his love's life leave this world, Dark hung himself by the chains he was bound.

The Elements took it as a final resort, as he surely knew they were there for his life.

Light and Dark were gone. Destroyed by their creations. By the life they made.

Together they rose.

Together they fell.

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OKAY WOW THIS GOT WAY OFF TOPIC THIS ISN'T WHAT I HAD IN MIND ORIGINALLY BUT IMMA LEAVE THIS HERE CAUSE WHY NOT. HERE'S MY REAL THOUGHT:

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Light and Dark become reborn.

Light was born from a huge ball of white fire and lightning: the glow could be seen for miles upon miles.

Dark was born from the damp soil and water: the lake danced on its own for days upon days.

In their first life, they were born together.

In this one, they couldn't have been farther apart.

Dark, given the name Intuneric by the angel who found him as a baby, was brought to the gates of heavens to be safe--as they thought he was an angel born from the earth. A noble angel who would save them from any evil that dared to disturb Heaven's merry ways.

Light, given the name Usoara by the demon who found him as a baby, was brought to the depths of Hell to be taught--as they thought he was a demon born from the flames. A powerful demon who would save them from any good that dared to disturb Hell's rampant ways.

With no knowledge of their past life, they were raised in the tainted ways of the ones who doomed them. Raised to live in ways they prayed would never exist. Raised in the good, and raised in the evil.

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Usoara thinks he's a demon born without horns or the gift of flight

Intuneric thinks he's an angel born without wings or the gift of healing

They meet

Without knowing their birthplaces, they bond

Then *LE GASPE* WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU RAISED HIM I COULD ASK YOU THE SAME THING You're an angel?! You're a demon?!

Blah blah blah I'm tired I'm done good night.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 09, 2017 ⏰

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