Servare was born into a world of war, angels and demons fough and murdered each other left and right, servare was hidden for his own saftey, his parents refused to fight in the war and as such were hunted down by the demons they once called friends, running for their lives the familly went into hiding.

hated by both angels and demons they were always running, never staying in one place for too long.

when servare was 8 he ventured outside of his familly's camp and into a nearby town, being too young for his demon traits to yet show he was thought of as nothing more than a young boy... that is until he was attacked when he entered gang turf, the gang threatened to kill young servare unless he gave them everything he had, having nothing in the first place servare tries to run only to be caught by one of the members of said gang... servare kicks and struggles before finally tearing off his shirt and spreading his large wings, the gang thinking he was an angel quickly let go of him in fear of being killed by other angels.

as the rest of the town quickly took notice servare ran out of the town, chased by both screams and cheers from the confused townsfolk.

when he arrive back at his familly's camp he noticed no sounds of his father cutting wood or his mother's singing... what he did find however was something that would change his life forever.

*continued in part two*