An Alliance Take Form

It was in the fifth age, I was only 7 years old and lived together with my family on a farm in a glorious kingdom, I forgot the name long ago but it was the best time in my life. We worked everyday, even the children, and we had a lot of employees. My parents were very kind to me, Maybe because I was the youngest child in the family. One day a man came to our farm, he said he was a storyteller. He told us a story I would never forget:

Long ago, even before my family came to these lands, the world was one kingdom. People lived in peace and prosperity. There was a heaven and a hell, people who lived good life's came to the heaven and became angels, the rest... I guess you know what...
However, a paradise can never last forever. One day the Black Knight named Mehul invaded the kingdom. The human soldiers couldn't stand the hordes of Dwarves, Elves, Orcs and Fearies. The kingdom had to surrender and Mehul became the King. He reigned for some years but he, as all other, finally died. His request was to get into the heaven but the God himself couldn't allow it. A man who starts a war isn't a saint...
Then Mehul did the worst thing of all, instead of enter the hell, as the order was, he turned his powers against God and threw him out of the heaven. The Angels who supported Mehul could stay but the rest was thrown out just as their leader.
With Mehul as god, the kingdom was divided into thousands of smaller kingdoms. Each kingdom consisted of 25 provinces and the leaders choose a new king.
Of the Angels that were thrown out of heaven did only a few survive. Actually only one called KillerSaiyan.
He wanted to reinstall the old heaven and the old paradise, but as the God had died, it was impossible.
He got support from the old humans who wanted the old kingdom back and soon he had as many soldiers as Mehul himself. So he rebelled, he had nothing to loose, but a lot to win. His soldiers defeated the enemy soldier's relative quickly, but of course, no human can kill a God, but an Angel can. So he flew up to the castle above the clouds to defeat the one that brought so much evil into the world. He found him in the top of one of the towers, crying and begging for his life. KillerSaiyan saved his life on one condition; He must never try to control the people and never ever enter the heaven again. Mehul could do nothing else than accept and then he ran away from the world. But before he left he made a curse on the heaven, everyone who entered a leaderposition would fall down dead before he knew it himself.
KillerSaiyan considered for along time on this problem and cast a spell to weaken the curse. The one who entered a leader position would not die, but would forever loose the body. The soul would forever live on and work for the best of the world. He collected a bunch of people around him and gave them their ranks depended on what they achieved during the war of independence. He himself entered the highest leader position and became the Eternal Spirit. Gunner, one of his best fighters during the war, became the Ancient Spirit. But with no God, it wasn't a heaven anymore.
Instead, he formed the largest alliance ever created, The United Angles. People who live a good life can always join them, but they had to start from the bottom, as Cherubins.


The story made me so inspired that I joined the alliance when I became adult. I had nothing too grow up to, except farmer, and how big is the chance the youngest child would inherit the farm? So I joined the alliance and I've never regretted it.
But the strangest thing with this is that the storyteller had no real face, it was like a shadow of a present life. It was a beautiful face, my mom always said he was a present angel. I was the only one in my family who saw the shadow. I've always wondered who it really was. I have my thoughts on who it could have been. But I keep that for myself.

Signed,

Virrend, Elder Spirit in the United Angels