Fallen Angel
Summary: AU Ragnarok, the war that destroyed much of the world, and an uneasy peace was forged by those that remained. Now, one thousand years later, upon the land Riviera descends a stranger with no memories of his past, who is he? Where is he going? And why does he have such horrific memories of ancient battles past? The answers to these questions may cost more than you know…
Prologue: Into the Abyss
…It is the will of the Gods…
Once, this was the ultimate command, one to be obeyed without question… For that is our purpose, to serve the will of the Gods…
But why does this command bring such questions to my mind? Why am I questioning what I once obeyed with absolute certainty?
When one is so far from home, so far from Asgard, one's mind can be filled with strange thoughts, doubts… about our mission… about our duty… about our being…
"Kill her!" The projection of Hector cried again. "She is our sworn enemy, an ally of the demonic race! Bring judgment upon her in the name of the Gods!"
Why do I hesitate? Why do I question the order given to me? Why is it so difficult to raise my weapon?
"Why?" The winged woman cried out. "Why must Riviera suffer from the arrogance of the Magis?"
How dare her! How dare she insult the Magis, the divine servants of the Gods since ancient times! Suddenly, I found my self drawing my sword, at the ready.
And yet… are the Magis really omnipotent? Are they truly infallible?
I… don't know…
The holy beast Aghart gave one final cry of despair before it collapsed before our feet, now there is nothing more standing between the winged woman and death.
We raised our swords, our faces grim.
It is our destiny, to bring death upon our enemies. Such has always been our way, and such always will be.
Then why can't I kill her?
"Resting in peace… In the darkness, your anger shall be your release…"
Destroy her! My mind screamed.
I… I can't…
Why! My mind screamed yet again. It is your duty, your destiny… to destroy the enemies of the Gods! You are created as a weapon, and nothing more!
But…
DESTROY HER!
But…
You are nothing but a tool! Why do you question?
But…
…A tool…
But...Why can't I be something more?
Then, darkness…
"Ein!"
"…To awake IT, I will need more souls… Malice! Go and harvest more souls! The will of the Gods must be realized!"
"... As you will…My lord…"
"Why is he still in pain?"
"Could he be pure of heart?"
"Their kind? Impossible, they are created for the sole purpose of destruction!"
"No…he is indeed innocent of evil…My dear child…the fate of our world will rest in your hands…"
Who am I?
Author's Note:
Well, here is the first chapter, so tell me what you think. I am rather new at this so please be gentle. Constructive criticism appreciated, please don't flame.
