The Universe demanded balance. Good and Evil. A demon for every angel. A sword for every rose.
 
As the eternal twins, Darkness and Light learned to live in balance with one another. They hated each other as much as they loved one another. Each knew how essential the other was for the continuation of the Universe: to postpone the day when Chaos would rein supreme.
 
I may not like you but I prefer you to the alternative
 
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