From Aimer Amor Anon

He didn’t know when he hit the ground, but for the first time in a long time, he felt the sting of pain. He didn’t not understand why; Pain was an emotion felt by mortals, and by no means was he mortal. An angel from Heaven, he remembered falling from the sky like the drops of rain that had fallen with him. There were no raindrops now, at least none that he felt. His vision had yet to fully recover.

He tried to pull himself up, but could only sit on the cold, hard surface below him. The sound of wind came towards him shortly followed by a stinging cold - another thing he had yet to feel in many a year. He turned his dull green eyes skyward.

Though his vision was still blurry, he could see a slight light coming from the clouds above and sending rays through the mist around him. It was getting darker however, and soon would be night. He blinked hard, the emotional pain of betrayal sweeping through him. Suddenly, something caught his eye. He looked down at himself.

His fur was changing colors. The glowing white of his fur seemed to be melting away into a black darker than the forgotten depths of Hell that he had heard stories of. His body twinged at it, and he tried to wipe the darkness from him to no avail. He turned to his wings, which were sore and bruised; incapable of flight now. They too were changing in shades from the pure white he had known for so long to purples and blues.

He had fallen, and angel discarded from the paradise of Heaven, he was losing his purity as he stayed within the realm of the mortal world. He tried to move, tried to get up and fly back to where he belonged but could hardly manage inches of progress in movement of his heavy, beaten body. Exhausting himself, he fell to the ground, fearing that he was losing consciousness.

His eyesight was about to go dark once again, but he heard the sound of beasts coming towards him. Would they eat him? Would they destroy him? If only the others knew of what his friend had conspired within the flawless kingdom. And then, the ever familiar voice was heard in a distant matter before all disappeared again.

“Bind him.”

Anon was thrown from Heaven by his best friend who actually wishes to take over the Everlasting Kingdom. Though his friend, “Fallen”, could not bring himself to kill Anon, he was able to find others to bind him.

Anon was taken to a castle well hidden. There he is eternally bound in chains and bled for the amusement of dark mortals. They cannot kill him however, for an angel, fallen or not, cannot be killed by mortal hands. Throughout the years in captivity, Anon has forgotten much of his past, and much of the darkness that is happening in Utopia.

Meanwhile, “Fallen” is within Paradise, working hard and waiting for the day to overthrow the mighty God and seize control of all. He knows that there are none that could defeat him. None but Anon, and he lies within the tower losing his memory.

That's when our heroes come in...

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