Evil World

Evil World (Prologue)

Hello, 

This is my first story, so please don't judge.

Warning: very cringe.

I probably won't be posting more chapters until a long while later.

Just the prologue to see if people enjoy it.

It really depends on how school goes, how busy I am, etc.

have fun anyway

Evelette could move.

Talk.

Think.

But she wasn't a human.

A year was the time she would take–just a year–to be a human being. However, things were always more difficult for angels on Earth than in heaven. Even worse, humans couldn't fly. How inconvenient it was for them–having to drag their feet around on hard ground; how dangerous it was to risk falling over...

Serafina, their queen, forced every angel to leave Earth for at least a year to experience the fleeting moments of a human's life, so that they could better know humans and help them further.

Many deceased elders would think that these angels would be just like dead people drifting up to heaven–and when that assumption was made, Evelette would complain to Serafina about the lack of care for their species categorisation. True, there were angel-born and human-born angels (each classified as "Undead" and "Dead" by the official Government), but the Dead angels would have no idea that these categories existed. This was what Serafina would tell Evelette.

Evelette was informed of this at the age of 3,257, about thirty-eight and a half months in a human's age. At that time, she was stupid and odd, thinking that every angel was the same. Just like an actual 3-year-old human on Earth. She had realised how idiotic she was at age 5,018, and how much she needed to refine herself. Now, having attended a rehabilitation school for 10,000 years or so and returning to a normal education, she was ready to be a normal student.

Which was how everyone wanted it.