They stood proudly in the Dark.

Ebony black wings stretch out behind her, her midnight black hair curled around her shoulders. She carries unholy weapons, and she is clad in pitch black armour.

She was the Angel of Darkness, resplendent in its Malediction. She knows no purpose, only purpose is to Defend the Dark with him, to Protect the Dark with him. Only purpose is to spread the Dark with him, to expose all that is Light. She does not remember yesterday. She does not care of tomorrow. To her, today is an endless night with him.

Mortal seasons passed, & he had slowly slipped away from her. Standing in Darkness, she did not notice. Till one day, she realized she stood alone in the Dark.

She was angel of Darkness, but then so was he. Sorrow pierced the Darkness, and she can no longer remain. Such foolishness, she let him take her soul.

She stood proudly in the Dark.

Souless & void waiting for him. Till at last, ebony wings were torn, midnight black hair was matted. Pitch black armour were bloody, feet were calloused. Unholy weapons clenched in hand, she slumped on the floor and sobbed for half a century.

Sighing, she turned her back to Darkness and shielded herself from the Light.

She stood proudly.

Slate grey wings stretch out behind her, her ash blue hair curled around her shoulders. Grey robes cover her body, her feet bare. She does not carry a weapon, and she does not wear a single piece of armour.

Another stepped in front of her yet again. Obscured in Darkness, he enveloped her totally in his embrace. For a fleeting moment, Darkness befell her. He would not let go, he tightened his embace.

He stood proudly in the Dark.

In cover of Darkness, he whispered in her ear, 'Listen to me : The one you seek also seeks you.' He took her hand, raised her flawless face to his, and he kissed her.

She did not move, nor did she flinch. She had been the Temptress, the Siren. But now she was Eve.

She stood proudly.

He would not be stopped. Smiling, he whispered in her ear, 'Walk with me, for I know where you long to go.'

Her eyes flashed for a second, he could have missed it. But in Darkness, he did not. Drawing her into his Dark embrace, he raised her flawless face to his, and he kissed her.

He asked for her hand, she did not resist. And with it, her soul to him. In return he gave Darkness back to her.

Ebony black wings stretch out behind her, her midnight black hair curled around her shoulders. She carries unholy weapons, and she is clad in pitch black armour.

They stood proudly in the Dark