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From the shadows of its mind, among the semi-conscious darkness shifting and whispering a golden spark appeared. It was not light, but a shard of purest divinity, veins of cleanest virtue in a place of elemental sin and darkness. The golden spark possessed a shadow, growing its veins of divinity up and across the humanoid shadow until a brilliant burst of virtuous light cast a momentary inverse-pall on this place of shadow.
This new, golden entity would spread its 8 glowing wings as its jagged halo crown emerged from its head. As it walked it left gold traces in it's wake like ionizing radiation made of virtue. It approached the dark creature sitting in the throne as it slept and showed it dreams of utopia, of peace, of stillness. It no longer dreamt of a world without humans, a world of snow and extinction; it dreamt of prosoerity and life.
It sat with its sinful master, instead of combating its opposite, it would urge this entity of conflict to absorb its message if peace and mercy. The dream so inspired the dark creature that golden veins began to grow inside it, burning with annihilation against the shadows they touched until innoculated against it's opposite, merging seamlessly.
It would awaken inspired to make the world better for more than just it's allies. It woukd awaken with a hunger it had never felt; a hunger for mercy and forbearance, peace and charity. It would not lay its fury aside, but temper it against its peace. It would comprehend divinity itself. The glowing one would take the proud name of Innocence.
This new, golden entity would spread its 8 glowing wings as its jagged halo crown emerged from its head. As it walked it left gold traces in it's wake like ionizing radiation made of virtue. It approached the dark creature sitting in the throne as it slept and showed it dreams of utopia, of peace, of stillness. It no longer dreamt of a world without humans, a world of snow and extinction; it dreamt of prosoerity and life.
It sat with its sinful master, instead of combating its opposite, it would urge this entity of conflict to absorb its message if peace and mercy. The dream so inspired the dark creature that golden veins began to grow inside it, burning with annihilation against the shadows they touched until innoculated against it's opposite, merging seamlessly.
It would awaken inspired to make the world better for more than just it's allies. It woukd awaken with a hunger it had never felt; a hunger for mercy and forbearance, peace and charity. It would not lay its fury aside, but temper it against its peace. It would comprehend divinity itself. The glowing one would take the proud name of Innocence.
