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Tall, beautiful, naked, and full-fledged.

In the stories they made up, I have a beautiful name - angel.

Then, I am an angel!

Although the name seems to represent hope, holiness, or something else that doesn't quite fit me.

But I accepted it, because compared with those two ambitious guys, I did seem a lot gentler.

……

I'm quiet, I don't kill, I don't destroy, I don't cheat, I don't mock.

They thought I was harmless.

In fact, I am just studying them and their areas of expertise, just like they are studying me.

I am not confused.

Because of this... I survived to the end.

Unlike the guy who only knows how to laugh wildly, he is too unscrupulous, and it only took less than two days for those people to realize that he cannot be controlled!

So, those people killed him... took his soul, sealed up his body, found an extremely powerful cage, and finally, used the same method to imprison the guy who loves to smoke, and let him serve as the second prisoner. Line of defense, come and take care of the opponent.

There is no way, who told him to make the most trouble.

And I... continue

be quiet

obedient

waiting

After imprisoning those two guys, the victory made everyone cheer and be complacent, the seeds of arrogance took root and sprouted, and finally, they were going to attack me!

Humans really are like this...

they killed me

the flesh

And they will never find my soul again.

I... escaped!

With a power of knowledge that is closer to the essence of all things,

not science.

Oh, by the way, I also stole a pen.

from an old woman.

Then I created a space of my own, small but private.

I hide here.

Avoid those people.

But my power is dissipating, I don't belong here, just like a puddle of water doesn't belong to the land, if it doesn't want to disperse and evaporate, it must be wrapped in a container...

a bottle

So, I have to have a carrier.

……

I began to look for bodies that resembled my original appearance.Draw them in, kill, occupy, use.

Just like humans treat everything else.

But these bottles... are too fragile.

After death, they begin to rot, crumble, and produce maggots.

No matter how much I protect them, they will eventually become useless.

Finally, after changing countless bodies, I found a bottle that is not so fragile.

An ordinary, but by no means ordinary girl.

A man who is born to know!

She seems to have had a little intersection with the consciousness of this world...

So she has been distressed, worried, and desperate since she was born, so that she was once excluded from the group.

Of course, she didn't know that what she felt was the emotion of this world.

Her existence has also appeared in the long past,

The world has different names for it according to different backgrounds.

Son

demon

Savior

war madness

……

In short, every such person inherits some kind of will from the world to change the world.

So, I prefer to call them

apostle.

So... I didn't kill her.

At the same time, I also delivered the pen to her.

as it was said at the time

If there is such a person, it is necessary to change the world.