Long ago, somewhere deep in the crevice of a dying universe, on a dead planet orbiting a barely alive white dwarf, lay a humanoid figure, panting, exhausted...
"Huff huff.... Finally.... After countless of eons its finally complete, now just to send it off, for it to find a host"
And so, a mysterious figure with its dying breath created a portal, that sent a small little pebble on an unassuming blue planet, far far away, where the seed will take its roots.
"Ah, my perfect creation, its so sad i won't see you grow, but allas, it is done, my life is complete, i'll finally obtain a peacful embrace of the void."
And so, a slender, red haired angel, finally succumbs to its exhaustion, she lived a good life, she created a seed, and now she will live on in another way, as she dies, mysterious figures are hovering far above the planet angel died on.
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"Herecy! She did it, but she decided to hand it to lower life forms?! Bullshit! Now we can't even go and get it!"
Said another Angel, with deep dark tone, his obsidian black wings flustering on his back, while another seemingly more demonic being, looking at him with an ammused face.
"Oh relax will ya?, so what if it got into the hands of mortals? there's nothing they will be able to do about it, i doubt any of them have a pure raw desire, for something innocent, yet dangerous."
The angel looked at his comrade, and snorted. "You better be right."
tall, muscular, humanoid shape with red skin, two horns, four arms, lower half of a horse, and two sets of demonic violet red and obsidian black wings, looked at him and confidently said
"Im sure, they will only become familiar with mana in few years, what could such barbaric species possibly have besides violence, two faced shows of compassion and love, and wicked belief of what freedom is?"
Sure in his words, demonic being, and angel flew off in different directions, while somewhere on earth, a seed has taken its roots, waiting...
