Ever since I can remember, I have always seen my mother sitting alone by the mirror lake crying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She is the most beautiful woman in the entire heavenly realm, and everyone's eyes follow her, but since I have me, it seems to be different.

We were forbidden to go out of the Mirror Lake, and no matter what the great ceremony happened, my mother always held me on the edge of the Mirror Lake and looked at the Nether, not paying any attention to the ceremony.

"Hannah, you are the best gift God has ever given me."

I still remember that my mother always hugged and talked like this, she took the trouble to comb my gray wings over and over again, and occasionally a few goddesses of love flew by and would laugh at my gray, my mother would ignore it, and she would comfort me and say that I was the most beautiful angel in the world.

Am I beautiful?

The mirror lake reflected my appearance, half of the blue eyes, half of the blood-like pupils, I was like wearing a mask, and the right side of my face looked so out of place, it covered my original face, so that I had nothing to do with the word beauty.

Cupid's little boys always came to laugh at me, and every time I wanted to ignore it, my deep inferiority complex made me go crazy and torture my face.

Damn, no matter how much I hurt my right cheek, it always returns to normal in an instant. At such times, my mother always hugged me and cried, saying that she was sorry for me.

Later, I found out that she gave birth to me with a demon, and that's why I grew up like this.

On the day of Tenjin's birthday, my mother left the mirror lake for the first time, and she placed me in a room and did not allow me to go out, and I sat in the room all day, until the horn sounded at the end of the banquet, and my mother pushed open the door in a panic and held me in her arms.

My mother said that I looked exactly like when she was younger, and I looked at my breasts, which were the size of a small hill, and I thought that maybe one day, I could grow up like this, and become a beautiful woman like my mother.

However, my fantasies only lasted for two years.

On that day, the archangel Gabriel came to the Mirror Lake in a rage, and after staring at me for a long time, he rudely pressed his mother's head in the Mirror Lake for a long time.

I watched my mother struggle, her wings almost broken, and I had to hide in the corner shivering.

At that moment, I realized that my mother had stolen the scepter of the Tenjin. It has been rumored in the heavenly realm for a long time, but no one thought that it would be my mother who stole the scepter, and she crushed the scepter into powder and fed it to me, so that I could turn into the appearance of a little angel and support me with the power that seemed to be a normal angel, all from the scepter of the gods.

My mother was eventually imprisoned in a prison, where she was hung in a cell covered in blood with four chains through her palms and feet.

I can't help but wonder, who is my father? Why did our mother and daughter suffer so much, but he never appeared? Even if you help us?

Maybe he's dead, maybe he's just a demon's little minion who has long since died on the battlefield.

I always sneaked to my mother in the wee hours of the morning to bring her some food for her stomach, and she taught me to sing, to sing the angelic war song that I had never liked to hear.

As my mother wished, I learned to sing, I learned to switch between my original size and my current size, and I learned how to protect myself.

And then, then she didn't want me.

I tried to untie my mother's chains many times, but she refused, saying that she didn't want to bother me, at least I could still have a place to live in the heavenly realm. But that day, she let me untie it, and then secretly took me back to Mirror Lake, and pushed me down the heavenly realm when I wasn't looking.

I remember my mother saying, "You, like him, don't belong to the heavenly realm. ”

In those days, demons were rampant, there were fleeing humans everywhere, and the war between angels and demons lasted for hundreds of years without results.

It seems that the heavenly realm is superior, but the human world has suffered a lot, and the angels have abandoned this central area sandwiched between hell and the heavenly realm, and no one cares about the lives of those people, and the demons wantonly suck the souls of humans.

Sympathy, perhaps? I started to be kind to these humans, to help them heal, to help them build homes, and I thought that this was how my life would go on.

Until another battle broke out, Gabriel discovered me, and he angrily ordered his angels to hunt me down and round me up, and I fled in a panic to find a new place to live.

I still don't understand why my mother doesn't want me anymore, I'm obedient and well-behaved, and I learned songs I don't like, why did she cruelly throw me from the heavens?

Where there is light, there will be angels, I hid in the dark cave and thought for a long time, since the heavenly realm doesn't want me, why don't I go to the demon realm? Hell is a little more terrifying, but I'm also the daughter of the devil, and there should always be a place for me to live.

But I was wrong, the demons saw me, they pounced on me like madmen, they tore at my wings, they drank my blood, and they would not stop even though I showed half of the demon's face.

There is no place for me to live in this world, I am an ostracized, hated existence, whether it is the heavenly realm or the demon realm, I am a person, and no one will like me.

I've spent a hundred years on the run, and the hatred in my heart grows, I hate the angels who see me as garbage, I hate the demons who see me as food, they all deserve to die.

By the time I realized that my state of mind had changed, the half of my face in its original form had expanded, like a lunar eclipse, and the half of my beautiful face was slowly being devoured and eaten. My wings gradually turned from gray to black.

This is probably the fallen angel, right? I heard that Satan in the hell demon world is a fallen angel.

I indulged and let it develop, until a mysterious man appeared to me, he said he was human, he created light in this filthy world, and he used his medical skills to help those who were suffering.

Ah, I seem to see myself in the lower realm, and I used to want to help others in the same way.

We lived together for two years, and my mutation slowly returned to normal, and he shone on me like a light and gave me positive hope.

Then he disappeared, maybe he died, and he left a letter, an invitation to be exact, a world without the obvious gap between angels and demons, and I went there with all my fantasies and hopes.

No one knows who I am, no one knows that I am a hybrid of angels and demons, no one knows what a humble past I have. (To be continued.) )