My Angel, My Demon, My Will

    In this universe lots of things are real that should be myth. Magic is real. Magic is everywhere but only some can control it. Angels, demons, witches, wizards, werewolves, dragons, faeries and vampires worked in a sort of harmony to create the good and the bad a balance that was required and should never be disturbed nor did any creature wish to disturb it.      Except a new creature was born a creature driven on Money and Power. A creature with no interest in balance or peace. A creature who only wanted to rule and destroy. And this creature was called man.     Man wished to control everything, it began to launch small attacks on villages of faeries or caves of dragons. At first, these were no real problems as they could be contained easily, but what the council of creatures didn't know was that the humans were multiplying. While most of the creatures lived for centuries it was difficult for them to bear children and many died having none. But humans were different, humans could die having nearly a dozen children.     The humans continued to multiply and they eventually forced all other creatures underground. Trying to escape their wrath.      Mother Nature tried to fight back, throwing vicious lightning storms to knock down the homes of the humans, and earthquakes that shook the ground they stood on. But the humans adapted quickly and created structures that were not affected by her threats.     The creatures began to lose hope, they were being hunted. But one night a prophecy was made. There would be a saviour for the creatures. A child born of angelic and demonic royalty one who would set them free.     Hundreds of years later the child of Lucifer the king of hell and Cecilia the princess of heaven was born. The princess died instantly and the child was given to Lucifer to mind.      He cared for the boy for six long years. But the Humans heard of the prophecy and the child and began to search for him. They found where Lucifer and the boy were and scavenged the place. They found the child though everyone else had fled.     The humans taught the boy to be one of their own using all sorts of gruesome t*****e, then when he was almost good enough to be human, they wiped the boys' memory and shipped him off to go live with the highest bidder. And written on the front of his freight was his new name: WILL