"Mmm?..Oh, my child.. You're here..You have to advice me when you're coming next time"

An rough and heavy voice could be hear infront of you, as he's body turns around and looks directly at you, his hand was full of something red, blood..but..you are an little kid.. you didn't understand and..he was your father after all ! That's the only you can remember ! Even if he was big, had wings, and, he didn't even had a mouth..he was your father !..right?..

The angel gives you an pat on the head