Note: This is better know as the Prologue for my book 'Angle.' This will not be published with the book so I am free to place it up. This is also told in the main character's POV (Ambriel the White Messenger Angel.) 'Angle' is part of the Immortal Trilogy (the other two entitled 'Demon' and 'Chosen One,') and thus this prologue hints subtly at the plot for all three books. There is also one quote from the 'Animatrix' movie that is used. And yes, this is my rendering of the Creation story from the Bible. Everything here may seem very confusing. The book explains more so see my Bio if you're interested.

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Breaking the Earth - Kimiryu Hamaguchi

This is the story of Creation. This story is truth and history for those who dwell within the Immortal Realm. Mortals, sadly, care little for this truth and most simply ignore it and pretend the creation of their world was an accident, and explain it through means of understanding. Nothing is accidental, everything has a meaning, every action, a consequence. Though we may never know the reaction to our actions it sill happens, and thus changes the future.
Many millennia ago the world we live upon was a desolate place, with little to no visible life upon its surface. Its plains were bleak and barren, with no livable substances to think of.
But then, a being came from a place that remains non-understandable till this day. This being was, and still is, immortal and thus is neither male nor female. This being was given many names through its life; such names as Allah, El Shaddai, Kannan, and, most well known, God. We of the Immortals simply call this being the Creator.
What I am now about to voice is the story of your world, its creation and its death. I will now tell you the story of the Breaking of the Earth.

When the Creator looked down upon the frozen land it foresaw a bright future that it could use its powers to forge. From its elongated fingers it scraped across the dry earth to carve canyons, rivers, and gorges. With its hands it scooped mounds of dirt and piled some in long, jagged scars across the landscape, or others in smooth, glossed mounds. Thus it created the lakes, and ponds, mountains, and hills. It then opened a wound in its belly that was a reward form a distant conflict, well fought perhaps light years away. The salty liquid that spewed forth from the gaping hole became the water that would feed its new home.
It then took its clawed fingernails and stroked them across its shoulders and down across its chest. The skin that pealed from its flesh became the grasses; the chips of its nails became the tress and brush. Thus this world was now the Creator's home, and it named the world Eden.
At the very center of this world grew a spectacular monument. The Creator took half of its soul and placed it into a seed. It buried the minuscule object within a small mound and gave it daily sprinkles of its blood. This monument then became the Tree of Life, from which the life force of all its world accumulated, the very soul of the world itself.

For centuries Eden stayed as it was. The Creator laid among its world in peace. But, it was not long before the Creator became grieved and lonely within Eden. It sought companionship and the voice of someone to communicate with.
It was then that the Creator took mounds of soil from deep within the roots of the Tree of Life and began to shape mortal beings. At first the Creator knew not what to form. Should it create beings of itself? Or perhaps creatures it had envisioned from dreams not so long ago?
The Creator decided to first test its ability to sculpt. The first beings were quite detached and awkward Some were small and flat while others toppled over the land in mountains of bulking flesh. The Creator let its imagination go wild! It mounted heads on elongated necks, large eyes and legs stubby and slim tipped with claws as sharp as blades or stocky toes with flat nails. In the end the Creator ended up with a multitude of beings stretching as far as the eye could see. All created by its own two hands.
But, these creatures remained still. No matter how hard the Creator tried it could not bring them to life. Unlike the mountains and plants it had carved from its being they remained statues, motionless and dull. The Creator thought for a long while as it viewed its massive hoard. What could it give these creatures to make them living, to mark them individual? What could it give to them to forever show that they were of its own design? Then the Creator came to a revelation. The heart was the center, the pulsations of life that ran eternally within its form. This was what its creations needed, an object that would forever circulate life through them as well.
So the Creator took its fingers and with its pointed claws dug deep into its chest. It ripped out bits of red muscle from its heart, each piece still throbbing as they reached the open air. It sprinkled its blood upon its statures that the solid ate hungrily, and began to insert tiny bits of red flesh into each of the mounds.
There was silence for an unnerving time. Eventually the earthen golems began to scab over with bright colors. They ran with reds and blues, golds and blacks that sometimes created patches of spots and lengths of stripes across the just born. Their eyes became bright and sparkly, their flesh shivered and swayed as the Creator's gift of life rode through them. The Creator bellowed a great laugh of joy as it watched its children take their first steps.
The Creator was so pleased that he began to create more and more from whatever its imagination could concoct. It changed from hard, crusted scales to soft, luxurious furs and feathers. Patterns, formations, eyes, legs, ears, and tails, an overflowing bounty of beast all born from its hands and heart. Throughout everything, the Creator made sure to create two of every being it manifested. But, though the outsides of the beings appeared the same, it made the insides slightly different. It became satisfied for a long while, and enjoyed watching its creations explore its world joyfully.
The very last of its creations were two very special beings, different from all the others. They became the first humans that were named later as Adam and Eve, by themselves. These two The Creator was quite proud of.
It was for all of it creations that the Creator gave three rules. The first was to always remain close to their opposite. The second was to never kill another of their siblings. The third was to never consume anything beautiful. These rules were to be followed in order for its children to remain, immortal, in Eden. And for a time it was good.

As eons passed through the Creator's world, others passed through it as well. Most were immortal beings too who, like the Creator, were only looking for a place to call their own. The Creator took little notice of these beings, feeling as though they could do no harm.
Most who the Creator talked to were willing to leave once they found out the world was taken. There was one, however, that persisted to stay. It was of no-name and a strange being. It enjoyed hanging over the Creator's children as if watching them like an overprotective parent. The Creator didn't like this so kept a close eye on the persistent immortal.
Then there was one other who came and didn't leave, again it had no-name. But this one was different, it asked if it could stay and in return it would remain out of sight. The Creator agreed and the second no-name did as it said it would. It made itself invisible amongst the scenery, and for another time all was good.

Sadly, nothing lasts forever, the first no-name began causing massive trouble throughout Eden. It began implanting suggestion in many of the Creator's children. They began engaging in unnatural behavior, killing others and fighting amongst themselves. When the Creator saw this it became disgruntled. It tried to calm this madness, but nothing it could do set the beasts at peace. Finally, the Creator had no choice, it could not stop the flow of its blood from its children's wounds. So it unleashed its powers once more on another world, similar but different to Eden. To this world it sent its children one after another as each buckled to the mysterious plague. Soon only Adam and Eve were left. The two consoled the Creator as best they could, but they knew is was only a matter of time before something happened to them as well.

The first no-name saw that the only way to get what it wanted was to break the bond between the Creator and Adam and Eve. So it began to branstorm a way that would forever cast them out of Eden.
One day, when Eve was a distance away from its mate, the first no-name went up to Adam. It's form was in the genius of Eve as it asked Adam to remind it of what kept them with the Creator. Seeing nothing wrong, and plagued with innocence, Adam told the first no-name of the three rules that kept them safe. Satisfied, the first no-name vanished before Eve could return.
With this new knowledge, the first no-name concocted a plan with the third rule, not to consume anything of beauty. So again, when Adam stepped away for a short while, it transformed itself into a great black snake, and hid itself within the Tree of Life. Currently it's vibrant branches laid ripe with bright, red fruit. When Eve went to cool itself under the shade of the massive timber the first no-name slithered down to Eve with one of the fruits in its coils. It spoke seductively to Eve, telling it that the reason why the Creator didn't want the two to devour anything beautiful was because the Creator did not think Adam and Eve were ready to join in its power. The first no-name told Eve that the Creator now believed that they were ready to taste the fruit's sweet nectar and become forever immortal.
Eve became overjoyed and took the fruit from the first no-name and ran to Adam not that far off. Eve told Adam what the first no-name had said and he became gay. They both took a bite and from the fruit's honeyed taste they became aware of who they were. They were not like the Creator, they were impure and naked, and thus could never be like it. They covered themselves in ferns and ran to the Creator, who lay basking within the mountains. They asked it why they were so different and shameful, and from hearing these questions the Creator became enraged. Feeling betrayed the Creator thrust both into the opposite world with all of its other children. And thus, it wept as it watched every single one of its creations grow and die below Eden, feeling as though creating more would be a worthless venture.

It was at this time that the second no-name became annoyed by all of this commotion. It went up to the Creator and suggested that perhaps, instead of letting its creations die, that maybe there was a way for the Creator to be able to have its children pass on more of themselves for the future.
The Creator took this suggestion as law, and sat and thought for a long while. It thought and thought of every possible way it could help the continuation of its children. Finally, the Creator came up with a final plan that would change the world forever.
First it gathered back all of its children for one last visit to Eden. The Creator put them all to sleep and began to recreate their beings. The two different types it created would be able to combined themselves into one, ultimately creating another of their being.
Then It gathered together the two no-names, who would both have a part in the new order. The first part would be to separate Eden itself into three parts: Heaven, Eden, and Hell. The Creator would reside within Heaven and create non-solid beings called souls. The souls would be sent to the second no-name, who had taken the name of the Judge. The souls would stay within Eden until the Judge decided it was time to descend to the Mortal World and serve its life till its return. That time would be decided by the first no-name, taking the name of the Destroyer. The Destroyed would reside in Hell, where it would keep track of the living. It would watch and decided when it was time for a soul to return to Eden.
Finally when all the changes were made this would be the Cycle of Life and Death. The Creator created the souls, the Judge would dispatch the souls into a body in the Mortal Realm right from conception, and the Destroyer would decide when the soul returns to Eden to be reborn again. And all remained good for eons.

It wasn't until the Judge began to see something within particular souls that changes were made. These were strange souls that, when they returned to Eden, exhibited special qualities in the aura they released. There were three different kinds of auras, and each one pleased one of the three immortals.
Three new beings were created after that point, each corresponding to one of the immortals. When a soul returned with a pure aura it was able to be reincarnated into a being called an Angel, a follower of the Creator. If one returned with a dark aura it became a Demon, minions of the Destroyer. Then, those that favored the Judge seemed to exhibit a much stronger aura then any other souls. The Judge decided that these souls would continue to be reincarnated into mortals. The only difference would be that these Chosen Ones would be granted access into Eden during their mortal lives and have a subtle memory of all of their past lives.
The first Angel was named Samael, the first Demon, Lucifer, the first Chosen One, Seraphim. This was then the new way of things.

The new gathering of immortal beings were welcomed. Slowly, new branches of Angels and Demons began appearing. Each seemed to represent a certain duty, a cause if you will. Among the different sides each had separate powers that some Angels/Demons did not. Thus, all of both Angels and Demons, save the first, separated themselves into Guilds, their powers and duty, and Colors, their personality. Any combination of Guild and Color could be made, but no Angel would take a Demonic Guild, or a Demon an Angelic Color. But, among the Guilds only one Color was favored best. Those who matched their Guild and Color were considered the strongest of their kind, though not as strong as the first of the Guilds themselves.
Among the Angels there were Messengers, Honest in White, with the power to cross between the Immortal and Mortal Worlds with ease. The first of the Messengers was called Gabriel. Second were the Mages, Gentle in back, who could wield powerful magicks. The strongest was called Michael. The Warriors marked themselves in Scarlet for Rage, making it there life's work to combat their Demon brethren. The greatest of the Warriors was called Uriel. Next were Scholars, Angels who favored the color of Gold for Wisdom and were keepers of knowledge though out the worlds. The highest of Scholars was named Raphael. Final were the Guardians favoring Silver sheen to give them Courage, they were the defenders of Mortals. The bravest of the Guardians was known as Azriel.
For the Demons Leaches countered the Messengers. Favoring Blair and being Manipulative in nature, these Demons enjoyed controlling Mortals and draining their life. The greatest was called Goliath. Counteracting the Mages were the Reapers made of Shadows. Being Reclusive at best these were the Demons sent to retrieve Souls from the Mortal World to Eden. Grim was the leader of the Reapers. The Soldiers were the Warriors, calling themselves Blood and Enmity. Like the Warriors they favored nothing more than to take down all Angels who stood in their wake. The best of these was named Azazel. For the Scholars there were the Keepers. Strongest were the Coppers in their Greed, wanting all knowledge in the world to be theirs. The greediest of them all was Lilith. Finally, the Alchemists countered the work of Mages. Favoring Adamant Mercury, these could wield just as veracious magicks as their opposites. And, the most feared of these was Cain.
Though from what I said above, that no Angel could turn Demonic or Demon Angelic, this soon became untruthful. Very few started to slowly shift to other sides. Angels turning dark became known as Fallen Angels instead of their rightful guild. Their color turned to its Demonic opposite from their cascade. Some Demons grew light, eventually becomming Ascended Demons. Like the Angel these Demons became opposite in color after they fully turned. Though from this neither was as strange as the finally branch of the evolutionary tree of Immortals. Both Angels and Demons could turn into beings soon called Half Ones. These Half Ones had no color at all, gaining full individuality to do as they pleased with out the need to follow dark or light. In a sense they were like Immortal Mortals, causing problems for all other Immortals. But, they were nothing compared to what was soon to happen.

The only consequence that seemed to plague the realm was the misunderstandings between the Angelic and Demonic kin. The Demons began to feel uneasy having a very little part of the immortal world to themselves. By this time the Destroyer was becoming lax and was satisfied to have a piece of the world to himself and being able to preform the duty of death to the mortals in the other world. In a way the Destroyer lets its Demons have the run of Hell more than itself.
It was only a matter of time before the highest of Demons, the very first, Lucifer, decided that it was time to prove which was the stronger and deserved the whole of the Immortal world. This crazy notion led to a short lived war between the sides. In this war there was only six fighters on each side. Samael with the five High Angels, Gabriel the White Messenger, Michael the Black Mage, Uriel the Scarlet Warrior, Raphael the Gold Scholar, and Azriel the Silver Guardian against Lucifer and his Five High Demons, Goliath the Blair Leach, Grim the Shadow Reaper, Azazel the Blood Soldier, Lilith the Copper Keeper, and Cain the Mercury Alchemist
The final deciding battle was fought between Samael and Lucifer at the highest peek of the Immortal Realm, above the Tree of Life. Bother were formidable, being the eldest and most powerful of their kin. The battle waged for seven nights with neither showing any sign of weakness. Down below both Angel and Demon alike watch the closing of the fray. Samael gathered up a power none had ever seen, and with a strike as swift as lightning Lucifer fell into the opening of Hell's gates. Using the same magicks Samael sealed the gates shut was a Guard named Metatron.
The Guard of Metatron was a powerful magickal seal that locked the two sides of the gate together, permitting all but Lucifer to escape. When the magick was complete three lights sprang from the heart of the Guard. These were soon call the three Keys. In reality, the three Keys were in fact souls; but, not just any Souls. From being birthed by the Guard these souls had the aura of Chosen Ones from first breath. the Judge was thus placed in charge of the Keys, granting them Mortal life to prepare themselves for the inevitable.
Without the three Keys the Guard is slowly being weakened from Lucifer's growing strength. His craving for ultimate control over death fuels his wrath, granting him control over all Demonic kin. Slowly he sends his hoard to reek havoc on the Mortals of the other world. In particular the three Keys.

With this said you now know of the worlds beginnings, and my beginnings I have just been given a Task by Samael herself. I must enter the Mortal World and collect the three Keys and return them to the Guard, post-haste. But I fear my path may become obscured from the collection of Demonic forces cloaking the Mortal world. Though I am young among Angels I am still highest of my Guild. I will not fail in my duties; the stability of two worlds rests on my shoulders. My name is Ambriel the White Messenger, and this is my story.

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