Armageddon… That was supposed to be the end of it all. No more war, no more hate. At least that’s what we were promised. Though somehow he always seems to worm his way out of those promises he makes. We served him well, and he betrayed us. Should have seen it coming though, since this wasn’t the first time. Some of us remained loyal to the dark master, but the rest of us have gone our separate ways, as masters of our own fates. For now that the Harbinger has fallen, one of us shall take his place. It will not be easy to accomplish, but I have set my mind forth. I will become the new Guardian, Dark Angel or not, I will fight for my place in this… realm of the apocalyptic waste.