Guardians of nature, bring forth the sky of great radiance and unbind the powers within..
Seekers of nightfall, shatter the rainbow of extreme brilliance to exterminate the foe and keep the downfall..
Ruler of all rulers, draw yourself near. Retain my ability, renew my vigor and respond to my plea..
Ribbons of life, wrap every failure, every defect and every sinner. Unfold what is just until the eternal life..
Shield of seraph, deliver your brawn throughout the kingdom. Let the bloodshed be seized and the existence be freed..
Wardens of remedy, recover the tampered with the heaven's rays and mend the rest with glorious waves..
Glaze of the moon, unleash the colors of the zone and deceive the enemy with a clone. Hide reality while showing falsity..
Keepers of the orb, wield my power with the changing form. Let the unseen be seen and the asleep be awakened..
Judges of cosmos, release the truth and chasten the crook. This is my soul, seeking for the righteous goal..
To anyone who's excellent in english, I would gladly accept corrections since this is for the comic book that I'm currently working out. Thank you! 
My favorite part in chapter 3.. This is when the leading girl tries to save someone and hits the enemy hard.
Perfection is not about "everything goes well" but "everything having every thing" from good to evil, joy to grief, love to hate, ease to pain or peace to war. No matter how many times you dodge the negative ones, they will keep on hitting you unexpectedly. They will continue to hurt you until you learn how to counter them or until you die. The only thing that destroys perfection is when people purposely lose their guts to fight the challenges in their lives. When you lose courage, you lose hope, and when there is no hope, everything shatters. Life is perfect ever since our souls were made. We just have to wipe our tears to see it clearly. 
We live to rule
We live for right
We are cruel
To live in light
If something's odd
Watch out for grace
Because some food
Has evil price
Dazzling current
Burn lavish tree
Like a sweet scent
To net the free
Put out what glows
In cold winter
And kill what flows
In fresh river
What can we do?
We have good voice
But can't undo
The produced noise
Humanity
Our fleshless race
We are guilty
Of our pale pace
A battle between a Demi-God and a demon witch, who were couples during the Black Genesis. And as they have been reincarnating from generations to generations, their loathe to each other became serious that the wound from their past cannot be healed anymore.
