Long before the mighty legends began to spread across the world, long before the world existed... The heavens were a blank and starless landscape. A deity came and bless the heavens with light, more specifically the many starts that illuminate the world below them. However, there came the time of the heavenly war, where angels and demons rampaged across the universe. However, when they rampaged in the heavens, they angered the stars. As this deity watched its creations destroy everything, there came the race of beings known as the Celestials... and they were ruthless.
As they swept across the universe, a few names began to become known to angels, demons, and even the many races of Earth, such as the Almighty Red Giant, Stephenson, known for his indiscriminate decimation of both the angels and the demons, then came the Orange Valkyrie, Canis Majoris, known for her canine like ears and devastating flare chain attacks. However, there were two stars that the angels and demons, even the deity, knew better than to cross. Firstly, there was Sol, the Light of Humanity. Her story was widely praised by humans, as she was their life giver.
However, she had a disciple, Polaris, the North Star. His eyes were as white as if made from freshly fallen snow. His skin was both pale peach and milk chocolate in color. Despite his friendly appear, he was an absolute monster when it came the war. He quickly become more feared than even the Almighty Stephenson, razing entire legions of angels and demons who came too close to humanity. At the end of the heavenly conflict, Polaris had the deity, the heavenly archangel, and the damned archdemon at his mercy. While the other stars had tried to stop them, none of them had even come closer than this moment...
(Location: The Divine Realm)
"POLARIS DON'T!" Yelled Sol. Her eyes trembled as her disciple rushed at the trio of divine beings. She'd seen that look in his eyes, that same look when he first learn that humans were fragile, mortal creatures. It was a look of utter hatred for the deity who made... "Aaaah!" Yelled Polaris, as he planted the heads of the archangel and archdemon into the holy plains soil. Except... his eyes were locked onto the deity, staring shocked at the young star. Polaris rose to his feet and took both of Mantle Axes off of his back. "So... you are the pathetic creature that robbed humanity of the right to immortality. Your lackies are no concern of mine, as you said when speaking to the humans. The weak are to fear the strong... and not even you are strong enough to stand in my way.
The Deity looked into the eyes of his challenger, and all that looked back at him was unbridled hatred mixed with pure disgust. The Deity's eyes trembled as Polaris planted his first step to the deity on the the hallowed ground with a deafening slam. The other stars, angels, and demons couldn't move. "W-what is this power, Sol?" Asked Stephenson, straining to speak.
Sol's yellow eyes flickered, both out of fear and wonderlust. "H-he sees humanity as humans would view a companion, like a puppy... so this ability, combined with his hatred of the deity who takes pleasure in the death of humans... is the result you'd see when a human watches someone... hurt their puppy..." Stephenson's eyes widened in horror as the realization dawned on him. Having been one of the few stars to walk amongst the races of Earth, he'd seen the results of what Sol had described. Stephenson's crimson-red eyes locked on Polaris. "Kid... just what in the hell are you?" He muttered to himself, as he witnessed Polaris rip the wing from the deity's back, the punched him down to the Earth, outcasted from it's life as a god.
Several human centuries passed by and Polaris was now twenty-six solar years old. The hate-fueled fire that had once burned had all but been extingushed as he'd become known to humanity as both the North Star and the Guiding Star. However, his seeing mundane life, was about to become far more complicated than he'd ever had imagined.