He had existed before the beginning or concept of time itself, a being with a single purpose of serving the origin for all eternity never to deviate from his essence, to most he is one who had achieved everything, power and glory, an eternal life besides the creator, a life to be envied, an existence to be sought after by all creations, however the thought differed from reality.
"You wish to die?, that was your goal all this time, wasn't it brother?." Levi asked with a furrowed brow realising his brother's motive.
"Yes." The lightbringer answered dejectedly on his knees, his plan was never to steal dravadon's abilities for himself but rather to use his power to destroy and erase himself from existence, to finally die.
"It has been hell having the gift of eternal life, never to fade away, to exist even after the world comes to an end until the origin decides of his own will to end my pathetic existence,"
