Prelude: When A God Falls In Love With A Human

He hated Alternia.

It was the worst place to be, not only being one of the busiest and loudest cities in Beforus but also having the most self-centered and uncaring beings in all of the world. These were such superficial people; never caring about anyone else and putting themselves at the center of the universe. This city was full of deceit and suffering, about external beauty and putting on fake smiles.

The only way to remedy such a vile city would be to create individuals to inspire hope and change, revolutionaries that would be able to change this district into an Eden.

What upset him the most was how they ruined the most beautiful boy in the world.

He wasn't supposed to have favorites, but how could he not when he contributed to the boy's existence, watching his growth carefully to make sure he would be ready to change Alternia. He had never anticipated the growing hatred in Alternia, and he had failed in making the best possible outcome.

Poor boy, he had a heart of gold and a smile that even the sun envied. He was created to be sweet, kind and ultimately become a hero, a model! Instead this place had tainted his purity, crippling him into the saddest silence. Soon the brooding and bottled up pain made his perfect little boy a recluse; then an idea formed in his head.

"I don't get people…Never have, never will…"

He would reject the world.

They would never be able to hurt him again if he never let them in, he would never have to feel the pain of friendship and love. He would be fine on his own. He would never have to listen to the ruckus of the world, deal with the problems and the broken trust; he would be free.

The boy's safe haven would be the alley way, covered with graffiti and paint, hidden from the main streets of Alternia. His smile came back momentarily; maybe he could find another way to be free. To be understood and maybe even loved-

Today would be the day where the world would end.

He never knew that sadness could ever come over him, especially with how high above he was; yet today even the skies would cry for the boy known as Tavros Nitram.