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Once upon a time in a land far away there were higher beings
And...

When in the eyes of the higher beings above, the world they promised to protect had weakened and the people they promised to watch over had turned against each other.

All hungry for the same thing.

Power.

The higher beings looked down at the earth they once looked at with love, now with shame.

But ever the higher beings had rules

They had one rule to obey and that was to-

Use protection.

No child was to be born through two higher beings for the child will establish powers even the higher beings shall fear.

That was yet to happen.

But one day the statistics of the once peaceful world was starting to decline.

The higher beings resigned, nothing could be done.

They retreated back to their place in the sky then looked up to the heavens for an answer.

None came.

They had to think for themselves.

So they did, irrationally.

The higher beings had panicked
They needed a plan, a possibly
Fatal plan that could end
All humanity in itself,
They needed
A child

The higher beings had come to the conclusion that only the child bore from only the most trusted high beings

The only higher beings completely and utterly in love

The Sun God
and the
Moon Goddess

They mated on the eclipse
The only time the Moon Goddess was able to conceive.

They mated on the eclipseThe only time the Moon Goddess was able to conceive

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Then the babe was born.

The babe was not more than two months before she walked

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The babe was not more than two months before she walked.

However she rarely spoke to anybody that wasn't a higher being.

Even then she said little.

She only spoke to her parents.

She had her reasons.

The babe grew into a fine child, obedient towards her parents but fearless enough to speak her mind.

Very strong and powerful
A little too much

A beautiful child with silver hair growing from her head from her mother and sun kissed brown skin from her father,
One silver and one golden eye, each a gift from her parents.

And lastly a heart of gold.

That was until it happened...

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