​When he was born he was chosen as a champion for a particular angel, who's name no longer matters for she has long forgotten her so called champion, his parents prayed to for guidance throughout there life. Growing up was a troubling time for him. He would get visions and dreams of achieving greatness under a banner of good and just but when his eyes opened he was met with poverty, hate and hurt. He hit his teen years and ran out from his home one night. He heard of the other kids his age meeting somewhere and had a vision showing that there would be fire and blood if he went and just a scolding from parents if he didn't. He rebelled against the advice. He figured he must be getting tricked by these visions. He was given visions of hope and happiness and received only the opposite. He was ready to do good. He was ready to turn his life around and start his life of good. He sprinted towards the meeting spot and when the kids saw him they started to laugh and mock him but this time he didn't care. He was going to make sure that they were only getting scolded instead of bloody and burning. The kids figured he wouldn't leave so one called out to the rest to call off what they were going to do and head into the woods to make him mess with and scare a baby bear to prove he was one of them. He immediately agreed thinking he had to do whatever he could to prevent that awful vision from happening. They were led by the one who called out to the others with Note next to him. There were harsh and violent things said to him in not so quiet whispers until they arrived about 50 feet from a cave. They sat and waited for the baby bear to leave the cave and they all ran to it and he began harassing the bear. He didn't hurt it in the slightest, just harassed it. The kids watched and began teasing them both. At that moment he sort of felt a kinship with the baby bear and started to cry along with the bear. Not seconds later mama bear showed up. She didn't sense the same kinship Note felt and began lunging at him seeing as he was closest to both her and her cub. His emotions already conflicted and erratic, fear being thrown into the mix threw him over the edge as he screamed and majestic white wings shot out of his back and everyone around him began to burn from the radiant light setting everything ablaze. He screamed louder and louder and more area was consumed as the wing's feathers slowly decayed and were transformed into but a skeleton of there previous majesty. The radiant fire changed to withering decay as the flames were there but what was left of living material decayed to dust and ash from both the fire and decay. His screams ceased as his eyes opened to a forest fire. Nothing was left around him but ash and dust and a faint trail of blood leading into the cave and the fires of the forest. He crawled into the cave after the trail of blood hoping something, anything, was alive still. He saw the cub, whimpering and barely shaking as it had collapsed to the ground. He crawled up next to it and held it as they both shook from fear and pain as he falls asleep. Eventually he awoke and the cub had stopped shaking, lifeless, as he stopped shaking as well, Broken. He cried seeing as some of the cubs body had decayed and a few claws and teeth had fallen out. He collected them and would eventually string them into a necklace. He walked out and looked at the charred plain, not a tree in sight, only ash. To the left was his village and to the right was nothing. He chose right.