Together life and death worked with their children to create a world with four seasons. But something was missing. The world was missing something...
Earth created the humans, the fae were the children of the stars and nature.
Yet the world was still dark.
It wasn't long before life gave birth to light in the form of twins: the sun and moon. Who fell madly and deeply in love.
Although it was common for the gods to marry their siblings it was forbidden for twins. However they devided their energies to gain human forms and were able to be together, while still providing light for the world. The moon was a kind and compassionate lover, full of generosity and mercy.
Together they gave life to three races: the avians who like their mother carried wings and the ability to create life without a male- thus promising a race of only women. The next were the dragons - fire beasts who could take human form. They were blessed with always siring dragon sons, despite the race of their lovers.
The third race were the Sylvians. These beings were more human like than their fae cousins yet were not human.
All was well until the night decided that earth was no longer enough for him and he fell in love with the sun. Taking a human like firm he presumed her, only to be rejected.
In a rage he killed the moon, who's energy returned to his sky body. He raped and held hostage the sun(cutting her wings from her back), who became pregnant with his child. In an attempt to rid the world of s child born from hatred, and refusing to be trapped and controlled she used a knife to try and remove the child from her body.
She was stopped but in doing this she angered the night and he cursed every female on the planet to bleed when her body isn't with child. eventually the child was born but it was nothing like the children born from the moon. This creature, the first darkling, possessed the ability to use the darker side of magic. This new race was not peaceful like the rest but rather thrived on war and killing.
after years of torment the sun was able to trick and seduce the night, slipping a knife in to bed with her and killing him.. Once done she killed herself so that she may return to the sky with the moon. Every so many generations when they can bear being apart no longer they return to the world to live a single life together.
The night however, was cursed. His sister stars gained control of his domain and he was cursed to wander from each life to the next- his spirit never to go back to the sky with his family. In each life he is cursed to remember all from his former ones, but the sun, in her bright love, promised that if he could manage to have an incarnation of herself fall in love with him, then when that life ended he would be welcomed back to the sky.
But while he lived, he would live as every race, and yet be nameless. He was stripped of his godly title and powers, and of his own wings, and given only the name: the fallen.
Over time he came to be associated as a spirit of war and wrath. Whenever a warrior became well known for his skill and cruelty on the battle feild he would be called a fallen. Most of these Warriors were darkling a and lived in hordes.
Those that devoted their life to finding and serving the true fallen were called the fallen followers; which I compasses all races and often were outcasts and criminals. it is believed the fallen night would always find his way to the horde, in hopes of making himself easy to find for the dun's incarnation.
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