Humans are weak, insufferable beings that serve no purpose, at least in your eyes. Angels were meant to be vessels, only purpose to follow commands.

But you were different, you disobeyed every command given to you as an angel. God out casted you, throwing you down from the heavens and to the horrid world of man.

It was a stormy night as you fell, crashing into an apartment. Your wing had been damaged from the collision and your body scarred.

Zaphreal stared in horror at the fallen angel.