Within the first intervening years since the world, was first created there had or has always been, well let's say for argument sake at least a rather of fragile balance for as long as anyone can remember.
For over the last for ten, twenty maybe even more for the passage of time is a vague creature, especially with an ever changing conflict between heaven and hell.
Up until point the balance of power has hung precariously thin upon that of a knifes edge.
The breach was coming.
And of course the darkness which always followed an incursion into the mortal realm through a tunnel a gateway of sort.
The closest gateway to the mortal realm was found in the celestial realm of heaven, now the breach would occur there was, really no way of stopping it.
But which side would step through the gateway, now that was unfortunately a question that no one could or or wanted to predict.
There were once seven gateways spread throughout the known galaxy, each was linked in time and space but over the passage of time like all things contact can sometimes become vague until the point where contact is lost completely.
Of the gateways only three remain, the heavens gateway which closest to the mortal, the spiritual gateway which resided deep within the realm for heaven.
And lastly and the most coveted of the gateway was known as hell-born.
For souls lost in heaven which in the end invariable end up travelling through hell-born they are a preciously commodity, worth saving well at least some are.
Each gateways is heavily guarded and only a select few are allow through from time to time, however darkness will always defy the light and find a way through.
Finding a way through into the mortal was not an easy task but somehow it was managed.
Throughout the heavenly realms alert bells rang out the noise was deafening the sound of many foot falls could be heard the heaven's gate was still open.
Around it many guards lay dead or dying their wounds large gaping hole in their chest, their essence lost forever.
The gateway shuddered violently as the figure within the darkness stepped through and last moment looked back and simply smiled and was gone.
A blinding white light suddenly appeared in the mortal realm in of all placing an alley dimly lit by street lights the light cast down a twilight existence.
For even early a morning the darkness had not completely vanished as the light of sun attempted to pierce the veil.
It was a frost encrusted Tuesday morning in the year for 2010, a wintery sun defiantly attempting to push through veil; its fate already sealed.
The darkness and the traveller had arrived.
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