Halo: The Pillar Of Autumn Novels & Stories

The High Citadel was no longer a monument to solar perfection; it was a Galactic Lightning Rod. High above, the Harvester hadn't left; it had multiplied. Six more crystalline structures had de-cloaked, forming a geometric "Halo" around the planet. They weren't siphoning yet; they were Calibrating.

Arth said. “The Three Pillars of Light,” Elicantris replied. “My mentor, Elder Magus Halo, had created those three pillars from the mountain peaks. He gave me a seed days before he died. He said it was a seed from the Tree of Skya … and when the time comes that the demons would find our hideout, I just have to plant the seed and the pillars will do the rest.” Arth stared at the three pillars, amazed. But before he could say anything, Elicantris grabbed him by his arm and said, “Now’s our chance to escape.”

He could lose everything, but he couldn't lose her. Malakai took Eden's halo and broke it in half creating two horns instead. The halo that represented innocence was what Malakai broke and turned it into a killer. He took an angel and turned her into a devil. But deep down, she always remained an angel. Malakai's angel. Even with her broken halo. So, like I said. This wasn't a story about heroes and villains, this was all about the villains. Because villains will always be villains if the heroes tell the story. So I decided to tell you a story from the villain's point of view.