The Storm Angel

A Secret Revealed

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Far, far from earth, along the arm of the Draco Star system, orbiting the brightest star what we know as Eltanin was a planet. This planet, which was around the twice the size of Earth, was almost entirely barren of plant life, with only small patches of greenery dotting the surface. The wildlife of this planet was as brutal as their home, massive predators soured the surface, hunting for any form of prey, volcanic activity underground could violently rip through the surface like a powerful jet of water through paper, and the storms that violently raged across the planet's surface.

However, these were not the most dangerous part of this planet. No, that title belongs to the Colossi, beings that towered above many of Earth's skyscrapers, coming in many shapes and sizes, the one thing that united all of them was their ability to destroy. With none more powerful than the royal family, known for their golden dragon insignia and the storms that they commanded, the Royal family was spoken about with such reverence and fear many would assume the populous of the planet were speaking of deities. It was these colossi that were responsible for the storms that ripped the planet's surface, drowning many in heavy, sudden rains, and the numerous unlucky souls that were struck by the lightning from the clouds, their lives erased by the sudden shock.

The royal family consisted of the king, queen, and their three children, two daughters and a single son. They all shared many traits that made it obvious who they were, a crown-like arrangement of horns on their heads, draconic wings and burning red eyes. Well, all except for the youngest of the family, the son was born... strange, with eyes that shimmered a golden light, instead of reaching an enormous height that could make our skyscrapers seem insignificant, like the rest of his family, with both of his sisters projected to reach even greater heights. He was stuck at a height that was miniscule in comparison, however this was not the only difference between his family and him, for in contrast to his family, where they craved destruction and conquest, constantly smashing anything that shows the slightest bit of resistance to dust. He wished for peace and to simply coexist with others, always finding a way to resolve things without the need for violence. He acted with humility and kindness when he interacted with others, even being responsible for the sudden appearance of plant life on the worlds surface, bringing the people of his territory together to make the closest thing to a utopia on this world of dead fields, and grey dunes.

One day, the king grew sick of his youngest child's softer traits and set about making sure he would not sully the name of the royal family. He decided to give his child a task he deemed impossible for his soft-hearted son, find a planet with an alpha titan, much like the royal family, and take it over before the king passed away. The king of course has no plan of dying anytime soon, but he has no doubt that his son would either die from his effort to or become lost in the cold abyss of space. He was almost correct; the young prince is said to have found a planet that held an alpha titan. But he has mysteriously disappeared, any trace of his existence has only led to more questions and theories, some people believe he still yet lives and he has simply decided to live his own life away from any cosmic war or struggle, in peace and tranquility.

(Y/N)'s POV:

I look out to the children sat in front of me, a story book in my hands, the looks of wonder and disbelief on their faces. The wind blows steadily through the tent flaps, the humid Island heat trickling inside as the kids begin to raise their hands, with some blurting out questions in their excitement. I chuckle at their cheer and decide to point to one kid towards the back of the pack, trying to calm them down while I do so.