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The Seed

By Megami no Senshi Yami

"The seed of despair has been planted…"

"It will sprout soon…"

Transbaal

Year: 413

Location: Black Moon.

The sound of steps echoed in the corridor. The figure of a young male, with long golden hair and crimson red eyes, walked across the darkness with a silent and stoic expression across his face…

Eonia Transbaal. The exiled prince who came back and launched a Coup'd Etat in hopes of overthrowing the actual government…

In order to succeed, he needs to capture the true heir of the throne Prince Shiva Transbaal, who is now being protected by the guardians of the White Moon, the Angel Troupe…

The war is about to reach its climax…

The young man stops in front of a small door. Inside everything is drowned in black, except for a faint, white light…

An emergency capsule. The figure of a young lady with long, dark blue hair and dressed with a military uniform. She rests inside…pretty much like a sleeping beauty…

Eonia looked at her with sorrowful eyes and softly slide his fingers across the glass…even when they were next to each other, he looked like if she was thousands of miles away…

"Strange…I've never felt any kind of remorse of guilt for my actions…for it was all for the sake of Transbaal…"

"Even when the corrupt and weak ones labeled me as evil…I will continue my crusade…but now…what is this sensation…?"

Some people believe that Fate is something that rules over our existence and we cannot go against it. Others believe that destiny is what you make out of it…

The truth is that everything exist in a delicate balance…we can control some aspects of our lives…the mind can rationalize the situation and take a decision…but the heart…it is something that can give us immeasurable power…or render us defenseless…

Love is something that cannot be rationalized or controlled…we don't realize about its existence until our heart tells us that we've fell for it…

"Onii-sama…"

The soft, child-like voice broke the silence. A cute, little girl appeared; floating in the air like if the artificial gravity didn't meant anything to her. Long golden hair, tanned skin and big rounded purple eyes…

Noah was the adminisitive control system of this battle satellite. No, it would be more accurate to say that she was the Black Moon herself…

"Is something the matter…?" she asked with a soft voice and a kind smile.

"Not at all…"

Noah glanced at the capsule and then back at him. "You don't need to worry about her Onii-sama…she's one of us now…" she informed cheerfully.

"I know…"

The little girl approached and put her hand over the prince's cheek. "She's the seed of despair Onii-sama…she'll be planted on the hearts of our enemies…her roots will drain them of their hopes…and when the flower blooms…your dreams will come true…"

Eonia stood in silence for a moment, then he gave a weak smile and nodded. Seemingly satisfied, Noah smirked and vanished in the air…like if she had never been there…

Once again, the prince looked at the capsule…

"What would she say…? What would they say…? What would you say…?"

"Would you understand my motives, the justice of my cause…my feelings…?"

"Or you'd call me a monster like everybody else…?"

The words echoed in his mind over and over again…

"She's one of us now…"

"She's the seed of despair…"

His crimson eyes narrowed as his fists clenched, and a triumphant smile came across his lips.

"The seed of despair…? No…You're my Angel…"

"My Angel of Death…you'll spread your black wings and bring me the victory…"

"Then…we will create a new, more brilliant and prosperous Empire..."

"Together…"

THE END