In the vast expanse of the cosmos, nestled amidst countless celestial bodies, resided the planet Aethra, home of the ethereal race known as the Athirians. Once blessed with the hallowed glow of the Gardener's light, they had flourished beyond measure, their civilization soaring to unpredicted heights. However, a cosmic calamity befell Aethra, The Gardener, a luminous being of incalculable power and wisdom, abruptly abandoned the planet. It's departure left an immeasurable void, plunging the Athirians into an abyss of despair. The Light that had once illuminated their existence had been extinguished, casting them into a realm of shadows. Without the gardener's guidance, Aethra spiraled into decline. The once prosperous cities became desolate, their vibrant colors fading into a sickly gray. The Athirians, once revered for their unmatched beauty, now withered away, their eyes losing their radiant shimmer. Desperation clawed at their spirits, as they struggled to survive in the void left by the gardener's absence. They clung to the remnants of it's light, feuling their glimmering auras with sheer willpower. But it was a feeble flame, barely flickering against the engulfing darkness..
The Athirians were creatures that the idea of angels were based upon. Upon the absence of the light, they became demon like creatures, still sharing the same beauty as their former selves, that fed upon the darkness.
