“hello, my name is solar.
weird name, right?
i grew up in heaven,
it was really beautiful,
everyone dressed in white,
being happy,
flying with their white,
feathery, soft,
wings.
i’m different.
dark purple hair,
a few strands of white and black,
long hair.
black angel wings,
elf ears (as a child),
devil eyes,
wolf ears and tail.
i’m exactly what you think i am,
a monster.
i grew up with mostly white hair,
a few strands of black,
and an ombré from white to purple,
elf ears,
soft angel wings tinted grey.
i was adorable.
i was the queens daughter,
my father however,
the king of the underground nation,
known as hell.
12 years old.
so many bad things happened.
i was in bed, falling asleep,
i was carried onto a bench,
normal so far until,
i felt my limbs being chained down.
he was on me.
my father ***** me that night.
i fell emotionless after that.
8 months later,
my baby boy
came earlier than expected.
thomas.
his name was thomas.
my baby thomas.
my thomas.
my son thomas.
i get banished from heaven the next year, leaving my son with my mother
she adored him
i found out i had an older brother
my brothers name is shadow
he’s great,
so caring, loving,
he helped me when i needed
2 years later
i’m 15
i visit my son after 3 years,
it’s his 3rd birthday.
i walk up the stairs to my mother’s
upstairs loft
i reach halfway,
i see my father,
throwing something.
thomas,
he’s throwing my baby
thomas into the fire.
i ran up the stairs, jumping into the fire to save my baby boy.
he’s gone.
ashes
everywhere.
where is my little boy?
i get pulled out.
i heal imedietly due to my “power.”
i’m sobbing.
i feel the kicks and punches hitting me.
i look up,
i’m on the floor, all i can see is red.
my father, standing their with his
blood soaked claws.
i sit myself up, trembling.
my neck, cut deeply
my arms, scratched so severely
my legs, bleeding
my white dress, was required to be worn
as the “princess of heaven/angels,” stained blood red.
i crawl to the edge of the land of heaven, staring down at my home, earth
i suddenly feel a kick.
i’ve been kicked down to earth,
i watch as heaven drifts further away from me.
it’s been 4 years.
i’m 19 now.
i visit my son in hell’s dungeon.
i’ve met my little sister.”
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 9:28 PM UTC
“hello, my name is solar.
weird name, right?
i grew up in heaven,
it was really beautiful,
everyone dressed in white,
being happy,
flying with their white,
feathery, soft,
wings.
i’m different.
dark purple hair,
a few strands of white and black,
long hair.
black angel wings,
elf ears (as a child),
devil eyes,
wolf ears and tail.
i’m exactly what you think i am,
a monster.
i grew up with mostly white hair,
a few strands of black,
and an ombré from white to purple,
elf ears,
soft angel wings tinted grey.
i was adorable.
i was the queens daughter,
my father however,
the king of the underground nation,
known as hell.
12 years old.
so many bad things happened.
i was in bed, falling asleep,
i was carried onto a bench,
normal so far until,
i felt my limbs being chained down.
he was on me.
my father ***** me that night.
i fell emotionless after that.
8 months later,
my baby boy
came earlier than expected.
thomas.
his name was thomas.
my baby thomas.
my thomas.
my son thomas.
i get banished from heaven the next year, leaving my son with my mother
she adored him
i found out i had an older brother
my brothers name is shadow
he’s great,
so caring, loving,
he helped me when i needed
2 years later
i’m 15
i visit my son after 3 years,
it’s his 3rd birthday.
i walk up the stairs to my mother’s
upstairs loft
i reach halfway,
i see my father,
throwing something.
thomas,
he’s throwing my baby
thomas into the fire.
i ran up the stairs, jumping into the fire to save my baby boy.
he’s gone.
ashes
everywhere.
where is my little boy?
i get pulled out.
i heal imedietly due to my “power.”
i’m sobbing.
i feel the kicks and punches hitting me.
i look up,
i’m on the floor, all i can see is red.
my father, standing their with his
blood soaked claws.
i sit myself up, trembling.
my neck, cut deeply
my arms, scratched so severely
my legs, bleeding
my white dress, was required to be worn
as the “princess of heaven/angels,” stained blood red.
i crawl to the edge of the land of heaven, staring down at my home, earth
i suddenly feel a kick.
i’ve been kicked down to earth,
i watch as heaven drifts further away from me.
it’s been 4 years.
i’m 19 now.
i visit my son in hell’s dungeon.
i’ve met my little sister.”
My character, Solars, backstory cut into a shorter story.
