The sky thundered. Lightning strikes. Crows fly from the trees. There is a creature standing on a cliff with a tall and sturdy body. His hair gradually turned white and thick swaying in the strong wind. The full moon night rises, but it is blocked by the clouds. His left hand is blackened and there is a red color that wraps around his left arm like veins. The creature looked up at the sky with its golden shining eyes while muttering," I can't return to heaven. My wings were injured due to the intense energy pressure at the border between human and god realms. Now, I live with other demons in the human world with my hideous form on a full moon night."

"Do you regret that can't go back to heaven? Suddenly a handsome man with long flowing black hair appeared riding a black horse. His horse is as black as his elongated cloak making his appearance charming in dark colors.

The creature looked back and said, "No..."

"Are you recalling your memories?" continued the handsome man who approached his side.

"None of your business." He answered with a cold expression.

"Oho... You're still as cold as ever. Look at your appearance now, you look like a demon."

He gasped and said, "Shut up."

"But an asura like you catches my eye." replied the handsome man who was still on his horse as he bent down and stared at him with shining golden eyes that were originally green.

"What do you want? Why are you being nice to me?" asked the asura.

"Hah..." the man sighed. Then he continued in a relaxed tone, "Because I love you, asura."

"Stop your bullshit, Tyrone." Said asura.

"Well... Forget your past. We'd better hunt ghosts at night."

"Are you crazy or have nothing to do?"

"I want to relieve fatigue. Aren't you bored too? Come with me." said the smiling Tyrone as he extended his hand towards the asura.

Asura was silent for a moment and then he accepted it. He reached for his hand and got on his horse as he said, "Let's go for a walk."

"Yuhuuu... Alright...." Tyrone replied happily. Then he said to his horse while stroking it, "Centaur, let's go around the world..."

The black horse neighed excitedly. It was a stealth horse capable of flight and its speed was equivalent to that of a celestial bird. On their way through the night until dawn, Tyrone asked the asura, "Hey asura. What's your name?"

The asura flinched. Because he was also no longer a full god. He kept silent for a while and said quietly, "Asura. Just call me by that title."

"Hah?? No... No... It's your title."

Tyrone thought, "Hmmm... I should help him forget his past. If he used the same name when he was in the god realm, it would bring back memories he didn't want to remember. But what's a good name for him?"

Then Tyrone saw the breaking of dawn...

"Even after the long night passed, the dawn will always break..."

Asura heard Tyrone's words and did not respond. But when Tyrone continued, he became interested.

"Ah... How about your name Lucien which means light!"

Asura was inspired by his words. He and Tyrone together looked at the view of the dawn sky that was breaking with a crimson color. The asura muttered, "Not bad either."

"Josh. Forget your past, my friends, and let's face a bright future like the breaking of dawn," said Tyrone as he looked back, and he looked closely at the smiling face of the asura. Tyrone was mesmerized by the asura's face shining with the rays of the sun. It was the first time he'd seen his smile since he saved the fallen god. Gradually his hands shrank back like a human, his white hair turned black, and his eyes returned to a brilliant purple like amethyst. Then Tyrone muttered to himself, "I want to enjoy this togetherness a little longer. You are a light bearer in my dark life. Now your name is Lucien, the Asura."

Well, the story of the asura begins!

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Once upon a time in the past...

Heavenly realm. The towering gate is beautiful and brilliant. Sparkle with the gemstone. Entering the gate, the road with fine white sand as soft as silk glitters everywhere. The left and right sides are lined with pillars and fields of flowers that are pleasing to the eyes. The flying butterflies and the birds are chirping. Clouds everywhere.

Tracing the path there is a spiral staircase leading to the top. Because of the twisting pattern, visitors can see the beauty and splendor of heaven. Some gods walk, but there are also flies with beautiful wings, depending on their will. Getting closer to the many white clouds. There are large and various sizes and shapes. Vast as the sky in the human world.

Let's enter one of these clouds and the story of past lives begins.

In the palace tower, there are magnificent halls, beautiful gardens, and trees. Palaces varied according to their virtues. If the virtue is great, then the palace that is formed is also very beautiful. Not only his residence, but the beauty, strength, and level of the god are also high. Each of these clouds of various shapes and sizes is like a continent or island in the human world.

Before someone's death, a large flower bud appears in the garden and flickers with its light that glows slowly and slowly, it's a sign that a new being will be born there. But not always this flower will bloom. Some beings do not become reborn in heaven. For example, when he dies, he feels restless, anxious, clinging, greedy, and other defilements arise. Then the light on the flower stopped.

There was a woman who had just died and was then reborn in heaven. Finally, the flower bud glowed steadily and slowly the light grew brighter. If the virtue of the person is great, then the light will shine bright and strong. Some gods also want to know who the inhabitant is. They gathered to greet him or her with joy.

Finally, the woman was reborn as a beautiful goddess with eyes still closed, hair wavy blonde. With a graceful sitting posture, her head rests on the palms of her hands resting on her knees with her left leg bent.

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Her eyelids were like snowflakes. Her eyes gleamed like golden yellow stars with an aura radiating and shining even wider. Then she stood up slowly. Her dress was glorious and adorned with beautiful ornaments. Her hair and the celestial dress she wore were silky smooth. She stretched her arms up and then lowered her hands along her wings spread so beautifully.

Strands of heavenly flowers fell. It didn't take long for her to become popular. She is known as a gentle and delicate goddess. Not only appearance but also heart. Then she flew gracefully like a white-winged swan.

The story returns to the present in the human world...