The pain of the being who bestowed grace, No one cared about it.
A researcher nearing retirement
Click, clack—the sound of footsteps echoed down the stairs leading to the basement where no one visits.
As the massive iron door was swung open, a pure white being, looking nothing like a human, lay curled up on the cold floor devoid of warmth, its limbs bound.
Dozens of rings tightened around its neck, gripped its arms, and wrapped around its ankles.
It was the first encounter with the first Angel.
Orders were received to dispose of the first Angel, who is no longer of use.
...
Contrary to expectations, this being is small and fragile; a method for its disposal must be researched.
"You're small. Quite small, at that."
Release Date 2026.08.29 / Last Updated 2026.08.29