Chapter 313 - The Past Of The Weeping Angel (2/2)

”Dada… Dada! Dadaaaa! Sniff… Buaaaaahhh! Dadaaaaa!”

Aruliel cried a lot after she saw her father, the one she thought would raise her until she matured, fly away after his initial introduction. She was left alone, looking at the entity of light disappear from her sight.

The angel carrying her found her rather annoying, struggling and crying to get out of his arms, Aruliel ended falling over the floor by accident due to this, and hitting herself strongly in the head…

Blackness engulfed her mind in that day after she fell, she was the only cherubin that had cried so much in her first day of being born.

After hitting herself in the head, the Angels grew alarmed, quickly rushing to carry her to a place to heal her, many of them gathered around her and sang choirs, which were part of their Heaven Magic.

Overnight, Aruliel's pained head quickly healed itself, and she woke up the next morning, sleepy, and dizzy.

That day she had hit herself strongly in the head, and that wound ended crippling her growth more than the rest that had born at the same time as her.

Since the day her father left her that she always wanted to be with him, she sought God everywhere, but God wouldn't come nor listen to her.

The Angels told her that God was busy, that God was a being that didn't simply belonged to her, he was a father of all creation, of eternity, he had many children, in fact. He overlooked over everyone equally, and loved everyone equally, but this wasn't the time to selfishly ask him to come see you.

At a young age, she couldn't understand the truth, and cried, weeping a lot. Over time, she grew up but continued with her crying tendencies, being always overly sensitive, unlike the expressionless angels. This made her someone hideous to them, an angel shouldn't be so filled with emotions that should only belong to humans.

Her cries were seen as a selfish desire for wanting the holy lord only for herself, and only made her be discriminated by her fellow angels. She grew alone, and rather desolate.

Crying from day to night, she was nicknamed ”Aruliel, the Weeping Angel”.

At some point, she maturated enough and comprehended things better, she realized the mistakes of her childish behaviors, and had tried to amend herself with her siblings, but it was too late, many already saw her as a nuisance, some even despised her for being too human-like.

She tried many times to get closer with fellow angels, be it males, females, or even the genderless ones that resembled rings of flames, although these were often high-ranked angels, who only saw her as a ”poor little thing” and said nothing else than that.

She was already seen as a ”failed” angel, it wasn't because her creation was imperfect, but she brought to herself her own imperfection when she provoked her fall over the floor, hitting herself in the head and crippling her own mind and powers.

She ended maturing late because she had crippled her mind and she had become childish…

It was until very late that she matured some more, but it was too late, as it was stated earlier, and she couldn't be capable of making new friends now… she was left hopeless… and alone.

Hopeless and alone… that's all what defined her.

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