To make a long story short, she practically bathed our land in blood. They put her on trial, and condemned her to live for eternity, that her mind would still be extant, even when nothing else was. They changed her name to Bloody Sunrise, so that all would know of her crimes, and after that, they banished her from our land. They sent her Beneath, upon the mortal plane, overlooked by Guardians who made themselves into pantheons of gods. They said that as they banished her, that her expression was heartbreaking. I wouldn't know. They refused to let me see the trial. After she was gone, they gave me a surrogate mother, and told me to forget all that had happened.
But how could one forget such as her? Every rising of the sun brought her reddy hair, her dawn-sky blue eyes. Every mirror, reflected her image, with the same eyes, save only with golden hair, now. She had loved me fiercely, the time that we were together. I know that without a doubt. I was besotted with her. I watched her from above while she wreaked havoc upon the worlds below. I watched everything, hoping that one day, she would need my assistance.
That day finally came, and I did not fail her, the living dawn. I put my own life at risk, and brought myself to the Marble Palace. I slipped away when no one else was watching me. A rare fact, indeed. It would seem as though they were waiting for me to become more like Bloody Sunrise, that the curse would pass from mother to child. And so, I stood within the Hall of Trials, before the god who could hold no power over me. I stood before my mother, being led away in chains. I stood before the craven priest, Atleey Marshe. I had saved my mother, and that fact filled me with utter pride. I would have stayed with my mother, I truely would have, except I knew my people had noticed my disappearance. I had to go home, before they found where I was.
Like a fairy tale unravelling, I continued to watch the breathaking Sunrise with wide-eyed admiration. I saw her courted, and I watched her curse. I saw her fall in love.
All the while, I refused to let myself tell her what I knew I must. She would no longer be able to count upon me. I would leave, I would do what she could not. I would glide blissfully into non-existance. I had seen the darkness approaching, the gate into oblivion.
A pity to me, for I interpreted it all wrong. I was not approaching death. I was approaching a Darkness that would not be denied. I was na�ve, I was innocent, I was blind to horror. All of that would change. I believed myself truly immortal. I was blind, to make a long story short. The one thing that could open my eyes was this looming Shadow. I was attacked, down on the mortal plane. Someriul and his serpents. Near death, I could only lie upon the ground in disbelief.
I survived, needless to say. But I did not survive whole. Held within the icey talons of death, my heart, my mind, my soul, all first learned the definition of hate. They now knew what it meant to want to kill, to feel revenge. I was, am, no longer so pure. I am falling into the same Darkness that devoured my mother, the unredeemable Bloody Sunrise, the beautiful plague of so many nations. I will become darker than a starless night sky. I will, one day, beget my revenge. That day, my Darkness will be complete.
What do I remember of my life? Too much, I suppose. They had warned me to forget about it all when I was younger. I should have listened to them. But yet, knowing them, I doubt if it would have made a difference. My people, you see, are a capricious race. They try to help, when it would not do much difference, and stand back, when help is needed. More often than not, their own mistakes cause disaster, rather than avert it. Such was the case with my mother. They tried to prevent what would happen, but caused the events that were needed, instead. At least they have the dignity to be repentive. Many who still remember shake their heads often, picturing the events of my mother clearly. They can see her as she was cursed, as she was married to an illsion they created, as she gave birth to me. It was there that she fell into the Darkness. T'was all because of me. One moment, of sheer joy within her life, and she would know no more.