• The Story of the Beasts.

    As I laid there, a pure embryo in my mothers stomach. Most people thing that we cant see the world around us in this state, but we can. In my eyes, I saw my father divorce my mother, and married a new wife. It turns out she was an angel. Now my family grown, even if it is only by a little bit. I now have one sister, two brothers, and a step-brother.
    My race, we grow inside our mothers for 3000 years. “No wonder you know all this, “ Said a strange man. “Yeah,” I replied, “But please, let me continue.” It was a thousand years later after the point were my dad had a new son. In this era, there has been a never ending war. Humans all murdering each other, I feel so sorry for them. They have no idea they are just tools in this war of the almighty. My sister, she became a demon. After years of struggle, she became the lead of the demons. She was called God by the humans, only better because they had proof of her. When she obtained this rank, God was afraid that she would become smarter than his brother, so he took back the badlands, a place where all beasts and demons get their strength and reason to live for.
    My sister then took herself and my two brothers to escape, but then at that instance, my step-brother appeared and killed the oldest of my brothers. This hurt my sister so much, that out of a rage of flames, she killed all of God’s men and at that instance; God gave her back the badlands.
    That day, the sky rained blood and the angels cried and the beasts howled for my brother. He was a demon, but he had the heart of an angel.
    “That’s sad, but you know, with great wins also comes great losses.” Said the strange man again. “Yeah, I know,” I replied, “But he was going to be the Procter of the Path Way of Blood.”
    As they took his body off of the earth, they said, “He was one of the greatest beasts, just like a demon. But unfortunately he was not strong.” His last words were: Put my body on Earth, and put my soul into a human baby, so one day, I can go to heaven. God had accepted his last request when my sister told him.
    This was the greatest story of the lands. But still: Our story continues.