Everyone has shadows that haunts them. These shadows are the bad in us. Everyone falls victim to them as their puppet or their prey.

Then there is light. The holy worriers against the shadows. Heroes to everyone.

I never believed any of it, until my 18th birthday. Last year of high school. An Angel who called himself part of light brought destruction and broke the rule of life.

A story of the past in the now and a future in a fragile balance.