Light and darkness; two forces that have always collided since the dawning of man. Humans have always sided with one or the other, picking cruelty over humanity, or peace over calamity, or even God over Satan. Religions have spoken that all mighty God was the creator or Earth, but who created him? And where did light and darkness come from? In this short story, Ignis of Light and Creperum of Darkness are still the only true deities with the first demons and angels thrown into the cosmos. The Black controls the White that is Light as all stars are destroyed on sight. Ignis managed to save one star under her lord's eyes, but how long until he made the discovery that could end her?

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Having to have died ages ago without the ability to pass on to the other side was tough. But sitting through the ages knowing the other side of the war had won made it all the worst! What better outlet was there than scaring the daylights out of the living who dared claim your home as theirs? The soul of a Confederate fighter finds the familiar routine has begun: the modern wench setting the sign in front of his home, a family finding the house adorable, that same family moving their unflattering furniture about like they owned the place! But that always leads to the most entertaining part of being a ghost: the haunting. But this family of three carries a small surprise he doesn't expect. For the first time, somebody who was alive SEES him! The boy no older than six, and the soldier and his ghostly acquaintances have no idea how to handle this new experience: does the man allow the boy's family to stay and appease their timely curiosity? Or do they treat them like any other who has entered his home and make sure their afterlives stay uninterrupted?