Change
Slowly, bit by bit I am learning to act more like a normal human. I can never change what I am though, and that doesn't just mean magic. I was raised very differently and live by different rules than the rest of my class, and am grateful for the fact that Daisuke seems to have developed an internal Satoshi-to-English translation dictionary. He understands me, and has since even before we developed a mindlink, I understand him, and most of what normal people say, but I am awful at communicating back. Part of that is just that I have trouble with people the same age as me, oh I can manage well enough if necessary, but the big thing is that I'm smarter than them. I am a genius and I hate it, it's just another trait of my cursed bloodline. The change to a creature of magic was easier to deal with than learning to be more social, and I have to take care with how I try to be social or my fangirls get ideas.
Vision
My ancestors had a vision, of a work of art to surpass anything they had made before, and when they didn't get what they wanted they took it out on Krad for not being what they had wanted. Since they couldn't catch the Niwa thief who had interrupted things and whom they blamed for the split, they cursed Krad. They feared and hated him, and didn't have the sense to see that it was a bad idea to have a magical creature more powerful than they were mad at them. I've managed to gather this from many nights of those strange 'not really dreams' that I share with Krad. Daisuke and I eventually figured out (with input from our former curses which we then put together in the waking world) that the last echoes of the magic that had kept Dark and Krad bound to our bloodlines for so long, tied their minds to ours still. Most of the magic that had maintained that tie had backlashed into us at the sealing of the Black Wings, which is how we became magical ourselves, but there was just enough left in that old channel to keep that tie going. If we had chosen to be human that link would've dissipated without having strong magic to anchor both ends, but we chose to be magic, and so the channel stayed, letting our sleeping minds reach beyond the seal and into the Black Wings, while our waking minds reach each other. Needless to say this makes sleep interesting.