You were the goddess of light and you were in love with the god of darkness. Both of you had been secretly married.

War broke out and your palace was invaded by the god of war and darkness.

Before you even knew what happened the god of war had beat you in a fight. You were covered in your own blood and bruises. He held you up by your hair and told the god of darkness to cut off your wings.

The god of darkness, your husband, just stared at you with fear. If he cut off your wings you would die.