Prologue
A tall figure stood in the Light. The brightness behind him made him look as though he were a shadow. I stared up at him. He was, and will forever be, my savior. My savior from the Dark and long lost brother of Abbadon himself. And here he stands in front of me. No sword, no weapon of the Light could destroy him, except for me. Lost sister of Gabrielle herself. Daughter of Athena, Venus's idol.
I wasn't here to destroy him. I was here to love him.
I am Athoria.