The Abyss, where everything that is lost eventually ends up. With a price, power, knowledge, items, anything you desired could be traded with the abyss. The Great enemy of the world who was to powerful to be killed and was subsequently sealed by both Heaven and Hell. And with the goal of sacrificing the world for the power of the abyss, the great enemy of the world of Artaxia held the crown and led the Abyssal troops to attack the world, for reasons only known to the enemy. "You know what Abyssal Lord?" A man in dark blazing attire wielding a sword in hand prepared their blade against the hordes of the Abyss controlled by the enemy charging at the beautiful world behind him. "We can't allow this" Followed up by a woman with bright and wavy clothes that flowed behind her while holding a long spear with both hands. "So Abyssal Lord!" Awakening their Heavenly and Hellish forms of greater strength, their voices turning into something more ethereal. The Man and Woman held their weapons at the surging tide of all consuming black and white, Magical Swords and Spears appearing behind their backs as other shadowy figures ran from within the distance. "Face the Wrath Of Artaxia! And Let us Journey! Onto the the Road of the Divine!"
The Great Hell-Heaven war.
A great war involving the Angels and Engels of Heaven and Order, the Lyxia.
Beings closely related to good, light and life flying in the skies and diving in the seas.
And the Demons and Devils of Hell and Chaos, the Pandora.
Beings closely related to evil, darkness and death burning deep underground in the molten core.
And the unfortunate people's of Artaxia who were caught in the middle.
Beings who were incredibly diverse and had several different features and could develop in any unknown direction.
It was a war that involved the three realms in their wretched battle.
The Gods of each realm, fought for each other by the throats for several ages.
The Ages of Genesis, Myth, Ancients, Legends, Swords and Magic and the current age of Invention.
They all passed by as each great war which represented a passing age disappeared in the passages of time.
The Great wars repeated five times, and each time they encompassed the three realms in their disaster.
And each time they ended with a sustained stalemate on each side, besides an increase in size or decrease.
Nothing changed besides the ages.
The age of the current time faded into the past, the beginning of a new age rising from the ashes.
And with each and every passing great war nothing changed.
Except for the war of swords and magic.
In the grand battle that encompassed the three realms in their ferocity.
It was nothing strange, as each war covered the three realms.
But there was one incredibly difference.
The main God had eradicated the Demons.
That news was one worthy of celebration for the people of Artaxia who's realm connected to both Heaven and He'll.
The Devil's who were close relatives to the Demons were greatly injured.
And eager to press their advantage the Angels and Engels were happy to be led by their God of Lyxia to make the defeat of Hell into the Destruction of Hell.
If not for said Gods disappearance from the front lines.
And the effects of the disappearance of the pillar that was holding up Lyxia was devastating.
As needless to say, the Angels and Engels who had a clear goal because of the orders from up above.
Now we're very confused on what to do.
Whether they should continue their Gods order and eradicate the Demons and Devils.
Or they should do the same as their God and not interfere with Artaxia without hunting down the remaining Demons.
Safe to say that the Angels and Engels were severely split down the middle on this topic.
There was no middle ground, as the ones confused on what to do.
Had the mindset of not interfering.
The Devil's and Demons both seemed to sense this as they became conflicted down the middle as well.
On whether the remaining forces of Hell should rise to Artaxia and attack the Heavens who had become like a snake without its head.
Or they should stay in hell and recover their strength.
Needless to say that the Heavens and He'll were split on two quite similar dilemma's.
Leaving the people of Artaxia who were the main battleground of the Heavens and Hell.
And just at the same time that the High Heavens and The Low Hells were stuck in the endless Dilemma.
They were attacked.
And by the ones they least expected for them to attack as well.
The people of Artaxia attacked.
They who were tired of being the main battle ground of the battle between the Heaven and Hell.
Decided to strike when they were both the weakest.
The three realms of Lyxia the Heavens, Pandora of Hell and Artaxia of the Mortals.
They weren't the only realms in the wide world as it was impossible for there to not at least have more Gods and intelligent life out there.
But because of how far removed in dimensional folds they were and several galaxies away from each other.
The realms usually didn't interact with each other.
Usually fighting over the realms they were nearer with.
Which was why, with an unexpected helper of another realm.
Artaxia attacked the Heavens of Lyxia who had lost their God and the Hell of Pandora that had lost the Demons.
However unbeknownst to the people of Artaxia who didn't think much of the outstretched hand of help.
Being to young to know better, the ancients of the world already dead since millennia ago.
The beings of both Heaven and Hell would know of the being that outstretched their hand.
That hand which accompanied to it, contained several lives that had been reaped by that hand.
It was an ancient foe since the age of Genesis that had existed since the very beginning.
But that wasn't the point here.
The hands that were eager for the end of more realms played it's hand and attacked Heaven and Hell using the pawn called Artaxia.
Heaven and Hell to immersed in their own problems were caught off guard.
And were destroyed.
Artaxia who was grateful for their unknown benefactor, for freeing them from the unending cycle of wars.
Decided to pledge themselves to the unknown being and would follow their benefactors words.
Establishing temples in the name of the unknown being.
The religion of the unknown being was the main religion.
Any other religions were viewed as heretical and evil as they were the cause of their suffering in the first place.
And to honour the unknown being who was akin to God by now to the people of Artaxia.
They sacrificed the Angels, Engels, Demons and Devils to the unknown being.
Much to the chagrin of both realms and satisfaction of the unknown God.
The prince of Hell and the Princess of Heaven were included in that spectrum.
And in fact they were the prime targets for sacrifice to the unknown God.
So to combat the unknown God, the realms of Heaven and Hell came to startling similar conclusions.
To reincarnate both of their royalty into suitable candidates that they had protected from the influence of the unknown God.
So how would they.
The Prince of Hell and the Princess of Heaven.
Who had the hopes of both their races placed on their shoulders to end the unknown Gods reign.
React when they found out that not only did they have to rip apart a very old, powerful religion that was hidden within the shadows.
They had to do so as candidates of royalty at a school for the talented, painting an incredibly large target at their back.
And to add on their dilemma, they had to do so as teens not even past adulthood.
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Having to dismantle the religion from the outside in while facing countless dangers that had the very high possibility of reaping ones life?
That seems like a fun challenge.
Both a man and woman smiled within the darkness.
Might as well begin it then.
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