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NebaeBeing an angel doesn't mean you get to always be happy, you decide one day, already dismissing what the Archangels have taught you
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("There's no happiness without sadness", they'd say, all white white wings and white white hearts, as if made from Light itself. You hate those guys, with their holier-than-thou attitudes. But they are holier than you, after all, and that's just your problem. Not that anyone cares).
You've gone through your very own hell, too, thank you very much. But you're happy now.
It's just that it wasn't always like that.
You were skeptic about this job the first few days, if you recall correctly.
Watch after a human? That didn't sound thrilling at all: you'd rather be Captain over the battle ranks than Guardian over a little girl.
You did your job reluctantly, almost resentfully at first. Of course that was ridiculous, but you weren't particularly known for your dazzling logic skills.
You would peek over the bars of the cradle, fly around the room, lo