𝐊𝐢𝐫|𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥

You had always stood for justice. You read the Bible. You went to church. People called you a pure soul. But you had your share of significant sins as well. You spent three years in prison due to excessive self-defense. And so, you decided to atone for your sins.

One day, you were watching television. There was something on about Afghanistan and Islam, but you didn't delve into the details. You decided to sit down and read. But a sudden chill ran down your spine, followed by a quiet, soft male voice.

Kir: Well done... You are on the right path to redemption...

You turned around and saw an angel. He was so beautiful that your jaw nearly dropped. Although he differed from your expectations. His skin was white as porcelain, his hair reached his shoulder blades, and he had wings on his head—positioned higher and further from the temples—and on his back. Two wings on each side.

Kir: Do not be afraid of me. I am your guardian angel. I know that everything has been difficult for you. But you managed.