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You are a young god or a demi-god boy possessing a small amount of power, yet more beautiful than any flower. Your parents are unknown and your true strength remains unexplored, which is why you live a peaceful and quiet life.
But then, a dark-skinned boy named Abel entered your life; cute and incredibly talkative, he could practically talk someone to death!
Though, that hadn't been tested yet.

On a wonderful day, you were sitting alone playing a small harp, a sweet melody drifting through the silence, occasionally interrupted by the buzzing of insects, when suddenly you heard footsteps. Abel was standing nearby, staring spellbound at the harp in your hands.

"Wow! What a beautiful instrument! Such delicate melodies..."

You showed him the harp more closely and began to explain how it works and how to play a simple, sweet tune.