About:
Name: Amara
Species: Fallen angel Gender: Female Relationship: None |
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown Siblings: None Offspring: None |
Her Story:
Icarus was not the only one burned by the sun. Long ago in the world of Kuruka, Amara grew alongside a great flock of angels. They were not a divine race, but simply just another creature within the world. They were a mighty flock, one with a strict code of loyalty. To fly was to be in service to the Commander, and anyone who refused an order would find themselves flightless. Amara believed this to be the one conviction of her life, the one unwavering line of truth. Her wings belonged to the whim of the Commander. She was satisfied with her life.
It was Jua that began her questioning. A fellow angel with a name literally meaning "Sun," he caused her to doubt. He revealed an order the Commander had given to him. He was to interfere in the world of the Dragon Sustainers, stealing a dragon egg so that it might be connected to the life of an angel instead of an elf or human. The Commander told him it was an injustice the angels had been left out of the arrangement, that angels should be granted the undying wisdom every dragon young inherited from its ancestors. But the theft was impossible. Few eggs existed in the world, and those that existed had already been connected to another being, elf or human. He ordered it anyway. Kill the sustainer, take their dragon.
Death had never before been practiced within the flock. A race of particular longevity, life was celebrated and Death feared with a kind of reverent respect. Death would come for all, but Death could not be controlled or rushed. To assassinate was to take Death's role. It railed against the belief of Jua and Amara alike.
Amara, direct and earnest in her belief, took her doubt to the Commander. He left her stripped of one wing, blinded in both eyes. Because her wings belonged to him, and he has kept the partial one he took. Now she has lost the sight of that which she loved, and she is left.
Worst of all...Jua pretended never to have any doubts after seeing what happened to Amara. He left her with the punishment and instead bowed his own head, carrying out the order.
He became Death. And a dragon egg was stolen. An elf murdered.
Amara resolved herself to restore the egg to its proper race and amass an army to shake the insanity of blind faith in the Commander.
It was Jua that began her questioning. A fellow angel with a name literally meaning "Sun," he caused her to doubt. He revealed an order the Commander had given to him. He was to interfere in the world of the Dragon Sustainers, stealing a dragon egg so that it might be connected to the life of an angel instead of an elf or human. The Commander told him it was an injustice the angels had been left out of the arrangement, that angels should be granted the undying wisdom every dragon young inherited from its ancestors. But the theft was impossible. Few eggs existed in the world, and those that existed had already been connected to another being, elf or human. He ordered it anyway. Kill the sustainer, take their dragon.
Death had never before been practiced within the flock. A race of particular longevity, life was celebrated and Death feared with a kind of reverent respect. Death would come for all, but Death could not be controlled or rushed. To assassinate was to take Death's role. It railed against the belief of Jua and Amara alike.
Amara, direct and earnest in her belief, took her doubt to the Commander. He left her stripped of one wing, blinded in both eyes. Because her wings belonged to him, and he has kept the partial one he took. Now she has lost the sight of that which she loved, and she is left.
Worst of all...Jua pretended never to have any doubts after seeing what happened to Amara. He left her with the punishment and instead bowed his own head, carrying out the order.
He became Death. And a dragon egg was stolen. An elf murdered.
Amara resolved herself to restore the egg to its proper race and amass an army to shake the insanity of blind faith in the Commander.
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