Prologue
Prologue:
Some things don’t need to be proven to be true, you just know.
Long, long ago, there was an old myth circulated throughout the world.
The myth of the protection of Angels, inhumanly beautiful creatures with the power to give and take lives.
But not only they were in heaven, they also were on earth, to protect their own human assigned to them.
Those angels were called the protectors.
Of course not every human has a protector, only the ones whose souls were personally chosen by the oracle of truth.
Those people were the people with the potential that when they die become an angel.
Sadly these myths vanished with the years.
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He fell through the sky, the wind blowing his black hair into all kinds of directions.
Three whole days of falling, three whole days of bearing the feeling of falling, not being able to do anything.
Finally he landed on the earth, hiding his wings in his back.
Then he searched for the soul he needed to protect in order of the gods.
He found the soul.
It was the soul of a young woman, and he knew what his job was.
Letting her live the fullest, without the fear of death, pain, and worries.
And above all, finding her significant other, without a significant other’s soul, a soul can’t function to its utmost.
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