It was an eternal battlefield, where its beginning was unknown. There was a time when he dominated the heavens, and I governed the earth. I could faintly remember it. If he had made a decision then, then he might have at least aimed for mutual destruction, but he did not.

From birth, the reason for our existence was so different. There would never be a moment when I could understand him. The source of my strong hatred toward him would also remain a secret. Thus, I would become a completely flawless existence, who did not remember anything.

Swoosh!

The moment one of my Powers erupted towards him, I saw the path to the future I wanted. Although it was unknown where we had started from, one thing was clear. I could finally bind him! The only motivation that drove me, which was the intention to slaughter him, was contained in my Power. Therefore, my soldiers were born with colder eyes than ever.

When they raised their wings, weapons that could bind him were held in each hand. Then, they flew straight towards him. Thousands of pairs of wings simultaneously covered the visible range. Yet, there was not a glimpse of a single black wing through the gaps.

He lacked the energy to oppose me with the same amount of power as he had been weakened. Since that happened, occasionally his eyes began...