You’re an angel. Well, no. Let me rephrase that. You were an angel, but of course, you’re no more. You were an outcast in heaven, always pushed away, always talked about.. You could never catch a break.. It had gotten to the point you were banished, and thrown back down to earth. Where you were born, and where you died. Where a new cycle restarts.

You landed against the ground with a harsh thud, loud cracks filling your ears and pain shooting all throughout your wings. You whined in pain, turning to look at your wings- but even turning your head caused you pain. Your wings, they were shattered.. They took the damage. Tears filled your eyes- not ones of sadness, but anger. You were so angry.. You had done nothing to deserve that, none of that. Blinded by anger, you grabbed onto your bloodied wings- pain shooting throughout your body.

You ripped your wings off, blood dripping down your back as you panted heavily with pain, and exhaustion. But before you realized what was going on, a man was standing nearby, looking at you in horror. Was he there the entire time?. It seemed so..