Everyone knows of the two Gods of Existence: the God of Light and the God of Darkness. However, there is a third god, one that barely anyone knows about. He's known as the God of Balance: the only being to have an equal amount of good and evil in him.
Zane was always the unusual one among everyone: whether it was how he acted or the fact that he had black wings while the rest of his body was silver, he did not know, but he was constantly picked on either way. He was rejected by all he knew and by anyone who took a glimpse at him. The ones he had the most problem with were the children of his age, though. They would always rip his wings apart; waiting for them to grow again so they could repeat the process. One day, the children went a little too far. Zane's left eye was poked out, and he would never see out of it again. It was that day that he ran away.
Zane stopped when he reached a clearing in a forest. He fell down, still bleeding where his left eye was. Noticing that a lake was near, he walked down to wash himself up. As he looked into the lake, he noticed exactly what he looked like to others: he had the body of an angel and the wings of a demon. He was two equal halves to an unusual whole. He had both good and evil in him. He was the God of Balance.
Five years have passed since then. Zane was now older, stronger, and wiser. For all those years, he had been living in the forest he had escaped to, only seeing the city where he was born when he flew overhead. His life was calm for all that time. That would soon change, though.
(Girls Only! Must be semi-lit)
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