Once upon a time, long long ago, in a universe much like our own, two warriors descended into Hell and together, took on the lords of Hell themselves in their own world....

They failed.

One of these warrior's souls ascended into heaven, where his powerful and pure spirit was given new life and new form. Time passed, and the young god, Eclipse, was born.

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Somewhere nearby, in a forest clearing, a brightness began to swell in the air. Insects and animals, plants and fairies, suddenly started to rustle with excitement. The wind blew, and in a flash, there appeared with wings spread, a being of certain greatness. Radiating a warm light, with glowing white eyes, what appeared to be a holy, winged paladin touched down on the soft earth. He had long, white hair, a youthful visage, and upon his countenance, a gentle smile. Light gleamed off his armor, which itself seemed to move smoothly and quietly with him. His blade was clean and shield unmarred. Nature itself seemed to praise his presence and sang to him with the sounds of life. Eclipse looked around him and smiled.

In those brief times when world didn't require his personal salvation, Eclipse found it important to descend from his seat in Celestia and remind himself of his mortal roots. He could come to walk among mortals in disguise and to influence them secretly by his example. And besides, there was someone here he wanted to visit. 

In another flash, Eclipse magically changed his appearance to that of a young man with white hair and blue eyes. His sword became much reduced in size and glamour, and his armor took the form of mere clothing. His shield didn't appear to be visible. He chuckled as a few birds still insisted at cawing at him before he began walking in the direction of the others.