Necrosis chuckled, "Yeah... I wish I could have split it in elevenths. But in half will have to do." He joked halfheartedly. His burden would always remain in his heart, but it was nice to hear someone tell him he didn't have to do this alone.
"You seem like you have a lot of siblings too. I had twelve and I was the fourth eldest. Well technically I'm tied with Desolation for that, cause he was created like four seconds before me I got placed at fourth." Necrosis wiped his face free of tears but he wore a bittersweet smile. "I wish I could show you a picture of them all. We only ever got the chance to take one photo, but I lost it." He frowned at the memory. The picture had gotten swept up in the civil war.
However, as if someone hear his wish his bracelet glowed. The coin fell off the chain into the sand as the silver trinket transformed into the photo. Necrosis practically yelled in surprise as he caught it, "Sentire? You still have your ability?" He was dumbfounded as he stumbled for an explanation, "I don't know exactly how you were created, but we were created using magical objects for the bases of our souls. But when the magic died in my world, so did the magic from my siblings objects... I thought only Auroralis still had her enchantment." Necrosis flipped the picture over and started crying again.
"This is my family. This is that picture... Here." He showed the photo to Yves, There were thirteen angels in the photograph, two were archangels. "That's me, and I'm holding onto Desolation." Necrosis pointed at a tall muscular angel with dark stormy grey wings wearing a metal mask. "Judgement is next to us." He pointed to an archangel that had golden wings. His face was covered by a hood, the same one Necrosis had, and his arms and feet wore shackles with chains that hung from them. "That's Auroralis..." His voice grew sad as he pointed to a tall sorrowful looking angel. Her wings were so white they almost looked clear. "And next to her is Apocalypse," He pointed to an angel with long fluffy red hair and long black wings, "then Sentire." he pointed at a nervous looking angel. He had curly brown hair and a thin mustache, but his wings were positioned downward and had claws at the end like a second pair of hands. "Then Polaris and Ignis." Polaris was almost all silver, her hair and her wings were a dazzling silver. Ignis was the opposite, having wild smoky grey hair that covered part of her face and fiery red wings. "Next is Natura and Kin." Natura was very short and her brown wings were extremely fluffy, like a fledgling. Kin wore a long red scarf on her shoulders and her wings were tan and slender. "Last is Aegis and Blackout." Aegis was entirely made of metal, even his wings were. Blackout was just a silhouette with bright pure white eyes, it looked like her wings dragged on the floor, but that also just looked like a shadow. "Oh and that's Michal. He was the archangel who was in charge of waking us and guarding us when we were put to sleep." Necrosis crossed the page to point at a short archangel with grey wings. He had a kind face and a look of wisdom about him.