Remnants

Billions of years ago, before anything else existed, there was a being called the Creator. He watched over the empty world that would eventually be called the Universe.

One day, he created two beings. The first being was a woman who possessed long, golden blonde hair and eyes of a clear sapphire blue, with wings as white as snow attached to her back. The second being was a man with short, shaggy hair as black as pitch, eyes as red as blood, and black wings reminiscent of a dragon’s. These two beings were the embodiments of Light and Darkness, the very first Angel and Demon in creation. Their names were Vita and Mortem.

The Creator blessed the both of them with free will and god-like Magical power; Light Magic for Vita, Dark Magic for Mortem. With their powers, the two created a world each, a world for their successors-to-be; Vita created Heaven while Mortem created Hell. In the very core of their worlds, Vita and Mortem sealed themselves within crystals, forever living, forever sleeping, and forever providing their power to keep their created realms stable.

Almost one thousand years later the Creator gave life to more Angels and Demons, sending them to live in the worlds that had been created for them. Yet soon it became apparent that the Angels and Demons despised each other, and they went to war, ravaging both their own worlds and many, many more. Yet bloodlust was not the only thing in the hearts of Angels and Demons alike. There was something else. Love.

Thus, the Nephilim came to be.

The Nephilim, although never meant to exist, intrigued the Creator, so he created a realm that they could call their own. That realm came to be called Tutum, and the Nephilim existed peacefully within it, remaining neutral to the battle between Heaven and Hell. They were remarkable creatures. Like their Demon fathers and Angel mothers, the Nephilim were immortal, yet not invulnerable. After each Nephilim was born, they physically aged for a while before they reached a ‘maturation’ age, which was the pinnacle of their growth, and were blessed with bodies that could withstand any disease. They could not die naturally, only be killed. They possessed the powers of both the Angels and Demons, and soon it was discovered that they were stronger than their heritages.

They were feared, even in their youth. And this almost proved to be their downfall.

The first Archangel – the leader of Heaven – sought to slaughter the Nephilim. Regarding them as abominations and fearing their power, he ordered the Angels to strike. He killed most of the Nephilim, leaving only ten thousand out of a population of almost three million. Out of these ten thousand, only four were born in the first wave of Nephilim, the Firstborn generation.

One of these four, however, was killed by the first Archangel himself, but after the battle, her Angelic mother revived her, giving her a second chance at life. But there was no life that could be led on the destroyed Tutum, as it had been rendered uninhabitable in the battle. The remaining Nephilim were forced to relocate, moving on and taking refuge in an empty realm that would come to be known as Earth.

They went into hiding, and watched as the Creator moulded and gave life to one last race before he vanished. This race was called Humankind and was led by a man named Adam and a woman named Eve. As the Nephilim watched, the Humans flourished, but it was not to remain that way.

A Demon man– bitter over the death of his Nephilim daughter in the massacre – slaughtered the Humans out of pure spite for what the Angels had done, leaving only the two Human leaders alive before he vanished. The Nephilim watched as the Human race re-flourished, although it took many years before the population was large again. Once Humans were plentiful again, the Nephilim hid among them, living as they did and hiding the truth from the younger race. Of course, there were some Humans who found out about the Nephilim…

Their fates were not nice ones.

Those who found out – whether the discovery was accidental or purposeful – were subjected to terrible things. Death, torture and slavery were some of the most common ones… but some Humans could avoid this. There were consequences to this course of action, admittedly; these Humans had to remain in hiding, lest they get captured by the Nephilim and killed for evading punishment. Therefore, it was rare for a Human to be able to escape.

Of course, they couldn’t stay hidden forever. It was an impossible feat… unless, of course, you happened to be friends with a Nephilim who is a bit… unusual.

Like me.

My name is Sai, and I’m not like most Nephilim. I was one of the few born in the first wave of Nephilim. I am a Firstborn. The youngest of them, in fact.

I am best friends with a Human called Tiff. She knows about the Nephilim, and so far, she’s avoided being targeted… but it’s only a matter of time before that happens.

However, I never thought that she’d be targeted by something other than my people, and that she and I are part of something much bigger than the secret we both carry…