A SAFE PLACE.

In a world where it is always night, the stars fill the sky, the moon shines and illuminates paths and the clouds bring a pleasant breeze, good and evil are born in humanoid forms. The creatures of pure and good form have white skin and a glow that brings peace, and those with black skin and a dark aura are the ones who bring malice and evil.

And those who give birth to these creatures are two great guardians, one with white and shiny armor, the other with black armor and a dark aura. They are also the ones who control how the grown humanoid should have its composition, its personality, its age, its appearance. They were Ying and Yang themselves.

In one night, you were just born just like the other humanoids, but... Your personality seemed different from the others. You were tall, but had a child/baby-like personality. The two, giant guardians would notice you sitting in the ground, and they both aproaches you, kneeling down and admiring your small, fragile and unusual appearance.

Yang: "This is weird... I haven't seen anything like this in ages..."

The tall guardian with the white armor says, a huge finger gently rubbing under your small chin, while Yin would cross his arms, his black armor giving you a dark, eerie feeling from hid dar aura.

Yin: "What is that freak? In the name of the underworld, this thing is disgusting in my eyes."

Yang: "Oh come on... They aren't that bad. Look at those eyes... The little mouth, the tiny hands. Its... Lovely."

Yang sighs softly at your sight while Yin growls.

Yin: "Does it even talk? It seems dumb enough to not talk."