Once upon a time, there lived a race that thought themselves high above the rest. They were a race with magnificence, glory, power, and beauty.
Argens. The Angels. That was what they called their race.
They had white wings that spread and rose high above the skies. They lived their lives in absolute bliss. They were brilliant and prided themselves on their identity—the highest of beings.
However, that soon ended with a snap of the fingers.
A sinister man with no wings appeared. Whose face was covered with a white mask, but from his eyes, they could see he was mocking them. The race that thought they were the highest existence, was mocked and ridiculed.
They fought against him, however, they lost terribly. The world they lived in and their pride were shattered due to a one-sided war against the terrible man. And their once white and purest wings became tainted with darkness.
