chrysanthemum_daze
The night of secrecy a child was born to become the legend among the sea of powerful beings. Not as a sacrificial lamb to be torn against the cold stone full of sins against their Lord-but as a pure soul that never once strays away from its own purpose.
She was meant to shine even in the darkest part of the room. She was supposed to light the void while he is supposed to become the darkness that covers her to protect her embers.
In the end it was the opposite of what transpired-now they need to turn it back to what it's supposed to be.