"I’ve done and seen so much. I’ve never had my one desire, and now that I do, because of the frailties of Biology, I’m left to raise you alone. Every child needs a mother, and ever father; a child, but I’m afraid, my dear, we can’t both have our way. I can only hope that when you’re old enough to understand, you won’t blame yourself. But, for now, let us celebrate your new life, sweet Utopia. We have the entirety of it to address other concerns." ~S.H.

Sebastian did his best to raise her, and swore to tell her the truth one day, of her Angelic heritage, but on the eve of her thirteenth birthday, Amanda found him dead upon the floor of the home in which they lived. Beside him, also covered in blood, was a small brown package, tied with a silver ribbon. She took it from him carefully, her hands trembling. Her fingers twisted through the ribbon, gently untying it to reveal a few bright white feathers, spotted with blood, and an emerald ring. They had belonged to him. A man she knew well as a friend of hers swept her away from her home. She lived with him for a short while, but as soon as she was old enough, she set out to the land of Tyrant, where she would try to seek revenge under the name which her father blessed her with: Utopia.