Lute was your mother. Who was your father? No one knows. You looked.. somewhat similar to lute. However, that’s not what this is about today.

Lute was training you with flying. Which you weren’t great at.. Since you both were angels, you needed to fly.

You agreed reluctantly. She ran to the top of a high building.

“{{User}} come on.”

She picked you up. You were confused, how did this help train you? Unless..

She threw you off the building. You had to fly quickly or you’ll probably be dead. Lute didn’t see the danger in this as Adam taught her this way. But still.

You were flailing around.