Prologue (1/2)

A breeze gently brushed against their cheeks.

The town, overlooked by the deserted temple ruins, was dyed in the beautiful orange of the sunset.

From the roof of the Tandolman Temple, there was a clear view of the townscape of the human realm. Although it was ignorantly called the place closest to God, currently it wasn’t being used as a place of oracle, and only as far as being a spot for angels to rest their wings. Those that approached it were few.

The angel that took the appearance of a girl, with sorrowful blue eyes, quietly clenched her fists.

“Will you go, no matter what …?”

Not even a shadow of the girl’s usual bright, cheerful demeanor showed in her expression.

“….Rin. What do you think of this world?”

Without answering the girl’s question, the angel that looked like a young man gently laughed. Crystal clear blue eyes that seemed to draw you in. For some reason, whenever she saw that smile, she would always fall into a helplessly saddened mood.

“What do I think…? …We are angels. I don’t understand humans very well, but… Angels have their own world, and humans have theirs. Every one of us are all just living fulfilling our missions in our respective worlds, aren’t we?”

This world—-It was the masterpiece made by God pouring in His love and compassion. She had no complaints with this world. Or rather, she held no doubts towards God or the world He had created.

“I see… I think that God is cruel.”

She felt a shock from the boy’s words, as if she’d been struck on the head. Up until now, she had never heard him desecrate God or the other angels. No matter when, he never showed negative emotions. Always, with a warm gaze and gentle smile, he was more compassionate than anyone, with his comrades, with God, and with this world. What could have possibly changed that?

With a gentle tone, he continued.

“God created us angels before humans. We’re proud just to be loved by God. But God didn’t grant it to us. He didn’t allow us to have it. The ‘most important thing’ that the living beings in this world have.”

The girl felt troubled. She didn’t know what the boy was talking about. No, it was better said that she couldn’t comprehend it.

“'The most important thing’ ….? That’s 'life,’ isn’t it ….?”