"My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars. The kind of love that can burn down the world or raise it up in glory."

-Dante



There once was an angel, her name was Samandiriel, otherwise known as, The Angel of Imagination. She was free-spirited and, fun exactly what you would imagine the Angel of Imagination but, she was hopelessly naive and, well not the best judge of character. Samandiriel, was sent to Earth to help out in a war, she could think up the most amazing things strategies, weapons, and even new beings. Being the innocent-minded girl she was, she thought she would help wounded soldiers. Laying there on the battle field, she saw him. His face had the beauty of an angel but, his mind had the creativity and vigor of a human. Samandiriel had never experienced love but, she experiencing it now.

He was a human who had been caught in cross fire of an all-out war between angels and demons. She nursed him to health, against the wishes of Heaven. She had defied fate, it was his destiny to die that die and, she had interfered. She refused to leave his side.

When he awoke, he told her his name was Dantalion. It was a strange name but, she thought nothing of it. They fell deeply in love, one day he told her to meet him in the garden. She knew he was going to propose to her, she also knew it was not allowed, it would be considered unholy and, would fall from grace as soon as she agreed.

When she went to the garden, his face was as beautiful as ever. His eyes were icy blue and, his hair was so black that it created rainbows in the sun. She stared at his face and, knew she could not leave him. She would marry him and, fall. He asked, just as expected. She looked upon his face with great love and, whispered "Yes." With such commitment and, reverence. The minute she said pain coursed through her. She looked at his beautiful face one last time and, his icy blue eyes turned blood red. His grin turned wicked and, his teeth turned to fangs. He was a demon, she had fallen in front of a demon and, now he could drag her to hell. And he did.

Well, enough this old-time boring story. Because Samadiriel did not think, at all about what she would do to her descendants. Each angel represents a Nephilim family and, each family member has angel blood. We were born to slay demons but, Samandiriel cursed the oldest of each Nephilim family, that came from her to fall in love with a demon and, die horribly.

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