"why am I lying in a pool of my own blood you ask? A tall, dark and handsome man cradling me in his arms, His crystal blue eyes weeping as they stared deeply into mine as my life begun to slip away, well the Second Great War of course. I've become nothing but a casualty of war. A war between angels and demons a war that appeared to have taken my life away. But enough about my death maybe I should tell you how this war all began. How I met the love of my life. How I ended up dying in his arms"