[Dany1908]

Another 3 years story which never been finished
I started writing a bit on the 3rd ch last month but writer block hit me very bad

2008-2009

• Chapter 1: Ten Angels
• Chapter II: The Death Comes in White

2012

• Chapter 3:Who is Temar?
• Chapter 4: Glimpse into the Past I
• Chapter 4: Glimpse into the Past II
• Farewell World[END]

Chapter I: Ten angels

"I see that tonight you came again. For the story I suppose." After a moment of silence between the two, the new comer, with a sweet smile on his face, shook his head. The full moon was brightening the barn where they were. The moonbeams were making way through the cherry blossom leaves and through the branches. The barn was on the verge of a river; abandoned because of the thieves. She took the little one in her arms and sat down on a box edge near a broken door. "I don't have much time." She thought to herself.

The two had met while the boy was hiding in the bushes near the river. It had been almost a week since they had met. She was dressed in white and on her head was a veil, covering her face. "Now, let me tell you the last story- of those ten angels that lost their souls on this earth."

With a warm voice she begun the story, whispering in the little boy's ear.
"A few hundred years back this land was led by a greedy emperor seeking power and riches. His army had never been beaten. It is told that the army was led by ten angels that came from another world- Edenia. Isamu Hirashi, a warlock who was always in the emperor's shadow, was controlling the angels. Ahead of the army was Li; an ambitious angel who was fighting for justice, freedom, and his own glory. He was exiled from Edenia for starting a rebellion after he had lost his own leadership of Edenia to a younger, but weaker and less able-bodied angel. But the rebellion was smothered quickly and, with Li, another nine angels were exiled: Rei, Rai, Shin, Shou, Ai, Mai, Ren, Shu Si, and Lee Hee. At that time they made a pact with the warlock: they would fight for the land and for the emperor if they may have half of his territory. But after a time the angels were betrayed. They became puppets in the enemy's hands; those that they wanted to protect. And nobody ever saw what the angels looked like. All of them wore masks and black capes. And on their back was the Kyo Kingdom's sign: a white orris. After several fights had been won, the emperor asked the warlock to take care of the angels before it would be too late. As to not lose his control over them, their souls were locked in the Hollow Mirror. But not before Li cast a curse over the two- a blood curse: first born of new generations will die. And also, one day the angels will come back to rule the world."
"From what people heard the emperor died; killed by the warlock. Shortly thereafter the warlock vanished in the river, which these days is passing near this barn. And with the warlock, the mirror disappeared too."

"When I'm big I want to be like Li big sister!"

"Syrion," which was the boy's name, "it's just a story that I heard when I was your age, a long time ago."

The strange woman started to sing a song in a different language. It was a sad song. It was an old ode for those that had fallen in the wars that had milled this land for ages.

"Why do you cry big sister?" He asked as he breathed easily, looking up at her.

"I cry for this world. For what will be from now on. For all the innocent angels that will fall."

"I don't understand!" Said the boy who was almost asleep.

"It's OK! Live this life like tomorrow will be your last. That is my wish."

That was the last night when those two met. After seven years, Syrion took the throne at the age of fourteen after his father had become sick. For three years the country was flourishing, but a war with the neighboring land was imminent. He chose to leave the throne and go into battle with his forces and men. He fought side by side with them. He experienced the suffering, the pain and the joy of victory. But according to history, a few weeks before the war ended, at the age of seventeen, he disappeared. Nobody saw how it happened because lightning had struck the earth near him. They only found his sword wrapped up in a black cape with a white orris where the number one was written in blood.