The Destruction of Creation

Prologue

The creation of the two girls was easy.  Creating living beings that last was slightly more difficult.  Transferring my powers, not so easy. In fact, that was what destroyed me in the first place. Ironic, isn't it.

One girl was an angel, literally. Her name, Sylvia. The embodiment of creation. Useless in battle, of course, but good for cheering up others, arts and crafts, and cooking. She has golden, feathery wings, so she can fly. And she was made specifically to be kind and honest, to love, not hate. She trusts others easily, believing everyone to have good in them. She cares for others over herself, and supports her sister, just as her sister supports her, albeit in a different way. She has the role of the creator.

The other girl was a demoness. Her name was Teresa. She was the embodiment of destruction. Amazing in battle, she could defeat any opponent. She had ebony horns, and sharp teeth, but no wings. She often fails at cooking, and can't make anything like her sister can. She is very protective of her sister, and wary of others. She was made to use many weapons, most commonly an axe or spear, rarely anything like a gun or bow, as her aim was made to be very poor.  She has the role of the destroyer.

Together, they can and will do some amazing and terrible things, always by the others side.  They will create a world of good and evil, of beings whom they consider friends, and enemies.  And soon, power will gather that can rival their own.

I can't wait to watch it unfold.