Author's Notes: Hi all. Yes, this is another one of the pieces I'm working on. Though the summary didn't punch it in for you, I hope reading the story itself would. Rated T for the mild blood and gore. Without further ado, here's my second story: Crimson Tears - Shattered Wings. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. God owns everything.
INTRODUCTION
The Game of the Gods
And the wind shall blow, not on its own, but in which direction the gods order it to.
Angels once lived in peace and harmony together with the gods in the land of Arcadia, away from Artwaltz, the land of discord where demons reside. They possessed normal lives as we, humans, evidently have. There were no sin and shame present, only love and accord. For this was how the gods had designed their perfect Utopia, lacking any wrong.
Except for one thing, though.
In the middle of the vast land was a high mountain whose peak, nearly reaching the farthest area of the sky, the tree of life was rooted. The said tree bore a lone fruit of which no angel was permitted to take. Informed that the fruit would cause death even on contact, not even a single angel dared to even step close to the mountain.
One day, a courageous angel flew to the top of the mountain during the course of a week. Driven by curiosity, he ate the fruit and ignored what the gods have told them. As soon as it touched his mouth, all the forbidden knowledge flowed through him like a strong arctic breeze. The gods automatically felt this and proceeded to do as what they had planned to.
Slowly, transgressions of all sorts invaded the land of Arcadia. Like a sudden realization of hidden emotions beforehand, the angels became exposed to sadness, shame, pain, et hoc genus omne. The Utopia was utterly destroyed by one fatal mistake.
The angel who had eaten the forbidden fruit was never seen again by any angel. Rumors have told that the angel lost his wings and was consumed by total darkness.
As punishment, the angels' immortality was disregarded. Their life spans were shortened to a strict limit – an average of ninety human years. In addition, the Exodus happened; the gods banished the angels from the land of Arcadia, leaving them a chance to prove themselves worthy of forgiveness.
Each angel was given the decision to take the option of retribution. In exchange for the most important thing to them, they were given Vanquishers, sacred weapons to destroy the evil in Artwaltz. The gods had used the opportunity to end the war between good and evil at long last.
Majority of the angels approved of this and sacrificed the item they valued the most. The others who didn't instead started living normal lives and waited in anticipation.
And, one of those who joined the holy crusade was a young angel named Cross - an angel who had so much love and hope for the world.
This is the story of how an Angel of Chaos brought hope to the dying world.
