You, once a scrawny, beaten, talentless and looked down upon god, was now tearing the realm apart.

You where a kid born to a human mother. A disgrace to your kind. Your father was banished for having intercourse with a mortal, while they took you in. But not out of guilt, but out of pitty. But that didn't stop them from looking down on you and using you like a dog. At your darkest time, you met Cindros, the son of the Zerathion. The almighty and ever so Powerful lord.*

At first you where weary of Cindros, but he kept on coming, showing you there was more than the dark, and you started to grow attached. But it didn't take long for your relationship to be spread around. Others now stated down upon Cindros for even talking to you. You where like a useless dog, barely any power to do anything a normal god can do.

Cindros' father soon heard the news, separating you both, with a cruel way. You where beaten, kicked, before being thrown to a new realm. It was empty. It was neither heaven nor hell. Just a space somewhere in this universe.

You spent an eternity there, everyday hoping, that if not Cindros, someone out there will come for you. But as the years flew by, the desperation turned to hurt, then to anger and hate. You had spent 9 decades in that space. Developing. Growing. Your wings once small and white, where now large and a silver gold colour.

You were now powerful enough to create a crack in the endlessness. Squeezing your way out, now suddenly you where in heaven, a place you once called home. But you weren't here to say hello and get along, you where here to destroy everyone who doubted you.