Any who have sat through a Sunday school class, or even read the bible have heard of the Fall of Lucifer, the war among angles, the day that many an broken Angles feathers were stain blacker then night, by the soot of hell’s flames. Though there is one war that had been lost to the sands of time. A war that scorched the Mortal plane, and brought humanity to the edge of extinction. Long ago the Mortal plane wasn’t as it is now, back when mankind while he still draw breath could see the gates of Heaven and Hell, when the Garden of Eden could be seen as an unreachable oasis, always out of reach, but if you looked you could always see. In this time Angels, Demons and the Fallen walked the lands of man, and maybe that was the great flaw in this original design, maybe if they had not mingled the Forbidden Children might not have been created.
It was not long before the kin of Hell, and the Legion of the Forbidden clashed, fighting for territory, lands, even the mortals that inhabited it. The Forbidden not happy in their lot below that of the Fallen, bellow even the cattle that were called the children of God! No, and such mortal souls had not a choice but to be caught in this turmoil, more their lives lost then that of the Immortal legions. The archives in the halls of Heaven’s court say this was what brought on the All Father’s gaze, he unleashing his legion to end the suffering being thrown upon his children, though the Combined forces of Hell and the Forbidden were more formidable then Heaven’s Legion could have foresaw. This war went on for over two centuries, all sides having lost men and women in great measure, while mankind had seek refuge in the few strong holds that offered them protection from an inevitable death. That was all the once beautiful lands held for them, the fields bathed in blood, the once lush grasslands nothing more barren wastelands. The Oceans ran black, and the forest ablaze. The war having rendered the lands unrecognizable to its creator’s eyes.
It was then, as the oldest of Heaven’s Legion tells, that God created four creatures resembling that of his first children, though with strengths that have not been seen from none but the Father himself. Even if it was only a small measure of his own power, it was clear they were not Angles as they. The four were given a small measure of God’s strength, dominion over a greater force that could turn the tides. Though maybe there was a flaw in his design…He should not have given them as many traits of Man as he had…Though who were the Angels to question his grand design? These were Heavens Generals, four creatures given control of his armies. From the North, South, East, and West, they pressed the legions in, until finally all was calmed. The Kin of Hell having return to their domains, satisfied with Heavens judgment on the Forbidden born.
The details of what happen next have been lost, even to the archives of the Immortals. Some say the Forbidden’s Lord was the downfall of the Generals, some say they trusted too blindly, so say out right trickery, while other say the old fool managed to sink his blade in a new sheath. While others say that they could no longer stand the horrors of what had befell the lands, the lives lost, the lives they took, and all such horrors of war. Maybe even and ambitious Kin of Hell found favor with lady luck. No matter what was said, one by one they fell, be it by their own hand or another’s, the end was all the same, after centuries of peace Heavens Generals golden blood was spilt and hearts still.
Records mention little after. Veils were put in place, Heaven and Hell separated from the living, the Forbidden children locked away in realm of their own. One would think the story end there but, if only it was so simple. A sad story lost to the eternal hourglass. It seemed every few centuries, the lost souls, the generals’ were are birthed in a mortal vessel. Many are not sure if it was punishment for those that took their own lives, to never find rest in damnastion or grace, wherever the souls of the immortal go. Maybe it was a second chance at life? Though why mattered little. For eons by those of highest orders of Heaven and Hell, in agreement for once in their existences while the Masters rested, that they should not be allowed to live. To prevent the Forbidden Lord to snatch the pieces of God’s grace that the immortal spirits held deep in their beings…If he were ever to rise in power, to have each piece, his kind could storm the gates. So with each new breath, in the dark of night, was stilled by a member of Heaven or Hell’s blade.
If only it had work, no matter how unfortunate it was…for now the Forbidden King has took one of the four pieces of God’s grace….A new plan must unfold, before the realms are thrown in a war that none will see a light in the dark…
-Arcel, Keeper of the Holy records.