I'm trying out this new idea that's been in my head for a while. For those select view that happen to have fallen upon this, and also followed either of my other stories, sorry for the lack of update and/or unposted sequel. I have some CRAZY writers block. Anyways, enjoy!
Prologue:
It has been written that every soul, whether it be male or female, young or old, bears a certain mark. This mark was always known to be unique to every soul, however similar the mark may seem. The mark holds every trait of the soul, from something as simple as likes and dislikes, to memories from past lives. The mark is what keeps the soul whole.
Just as it keeps past memories, the mark keeps a record of every moment of anger, of hate. And once too much of these feelings have tainted the soul, it begins to wither. The soul will become evil. If not saved, the soul will slowly start to vanish, disappearing into a pit of anger and despair that no soul has ever escaped.
Tartarus.
And there, they rot and burn.
Many souls have had to endure this pain. So few have made it to the golden gates. But some are able to evade both. You see, every so often, a mark is placed on a new soul by an evil entity. The soul, of course, does not automatically become evil. But there is a darkness welling within it, a darkness that is nearly impossible to control. But with this mark, the soul cannot wither, and thus it can succumb to the evil without consequence, as well as spread good without reward.
The mark of a demon.
The angels cry in despair at the sight of the demonic markings. But all they could do was watch as unknowing souls were tainted in such a way. To make the very soul become the one thing angels fear.
They watched for centuries before the great eternal war. But demons and angels cannot destroy one another, for they are one and the same. Eternal entities representing good or evil. But still, they fought. The fought over the markings of the soul.
They fought, and they fought. Until one day, the masters of the eternal beings, ranking as high as gods, came up with a compromise. A treaty. As long as no more souls were given the demonic mark, the demons were allowed to roam on earth, allowed to try to bring anyone to the evil, and no angel would intervene until the demon had moved on. Signed by eternals, and protected on Earth.
With the eternal signature, should the treaty be broken, the demons would take their freedom on Earth and mark every soul that passed them with their evil, and war would start on Earth. The eternal war would destroy the planet, and soon, no souls would be left to taint, and all angels and demons would cease to exist.
With no eternals to watch over other planets, this universe would cease to exist. If the treaty were broken, Armageddon would strike, and nothing would survive.