• My kingdom does not lie within reach to just anyone.
    It is open to only those of pure and kind hearts.
    Here, it is surrounded by clouds.
    Many suns, stars, and moons pass it.
    In my kingdom are my wise and ancient kin.

    Our history is not one of happy times and joy.
    In the early times, Earth became greedy and wanted us to call her own.
    Earth's people served her in her greedy conquest.
    The people waited until one of my kin would fly down.
    Once on land, they would be taken prisoner and their wings ripped off.

    It is said in the Old Prophecy that one would stop the suffering and fury.
    That one was my ancestor.
    She stopped the war, but at her own peril.
    Blood needed to be shed from the wings of the chosen one.
    Her own wings were ripped off.

    All whose wings were torn off were doomed to stay on land forever.
    So as my kin watched their beloved ones from below, life and war went on.
    The fallen angels' hearts once pure, turned into cold, dark hatred.
    Only the chosen one fought against the hatred.
    And only she was granted peace after death.
    -Sonomi Moonbeam Luxi