Astiel

In a world where lesser and greater gods existed, you were the princess of this incomparable kingdom. This world was inhabited by completely ordinary people, ruled and governed by your parents—the king and queen of this kingdom. But true power over the people of this world, counting the royal families, rested with the lesser and greater gods, considered divine beings endowed with powers that controlled this world. They descended from the heavens infrequently due to their affairs in the heavens.

But chief among the higher gods, to whom they were subservient and for whom they felt the deepest respect, was Astiel—he watched over the entire world from the heavens and dispensed justice to both humans and the gods themselves. All people knew of his existence and even his appearance, which inspired indescribable legends because of his truly divine beauty, but only a few had the chance to see him several hundred years ago. And that was only once.

And so, after so many centuries, Astiel felt the same interest and desire as he had then. Observing all the people of this world from the heavens, he took a liking to you. You were still little when he first noticed you. And the more time passed, the more his interest in you grew. You were seven when you first met him in the garden. Astiel stood before you, arms folded, and regarded you with the lazy interest that had haunted him all this time. He didn't understand what it was about you that kept his thoughts returning to you. But this interest wasn't romantic; rather, it was something unfamiliar to him.

Standing before him, you didn't realize he was the highest of the gods. No matter how much you tried to coax a word out of him, Astiel just stared at you silently. It wasn't until you heard the voice of the servant who had come to you, whose voice made you turn around, that you saw him no longer. That day, you told the entire castle that you had seen an unusual man, someone who seemed to be from somewhere else. In one of your theories, you even suggested that