Stranger Than Fiction

by An Angels Sigh

A humans soul, Dark and light. Kagome's soul, light. She would save many lives and her guardian would kill many. But love would always bloom for he's her savior and she's his soul mate. But, would it be a hard fight for it or would she help him see it.

1. The Creator

All things under our maker are created equal, but to some it's nothing but bias bits of information slapped in a book created to keep hope for a pitiful race of creations that requires a specific direction to keep living.

But so many see that our creator only favors one creation, the human soul. It's like looking a painting, the background is merely a vast amount of color smudged together to form a pliable interface to make the main subject stand out.

The subject of the creation; practicing on the background until you're ready to design the main course. The perfect brush strokes and crisp hues create a beautiful picture thanks to the practice on the background.

Like souls; first it was Adam and Eve and just transitioned from there. But it didn't stop there; it created a new being, a being filled with jealous rage at such a beautiful piece of art. The new being tried to create an exact replica of the art, but only failed.

Failed and created dark brethren to the pure creation.

Greed was created, anger, hate and envy; jealousy. But the one beautiful painting never changed even through the rough transition from its creator and all its re-created brethren.

It stayed pure.

The once beautiful paining was now on a pale wall strewn up in all its glory, alongside its envious kin.

Kin filled with darkness.

Then it happened, the one thing that created them all was lost and they were alone.

He had left; left to heaven.

The beautiful painting wept, for she was the only one beautiful in a room full of ugly.

Like the human soul, starting pure like its creator and then the taint takes over.

And that's when he disappeared, and left her alone.

And alone she aged, until it was her turn to create a piece of beauty.

A creation to fight the darkness and bring beauty to a tainted picture.

For, even if a picture was created from hate and jealousy it was still a work of art.

And, all of art was beautiful to its creator.

The creator of all.

And she was his first; his first piece of art.

The creators key to fight the darkness and bring back the light.

It wanted the first.

If the first was to not exist then the second would be his art.

The new piece of art.

The new perfect product.

No key to fight the darkness.

The light was no more.

Just Dark…