Fallen Angel

Loewen...

Your POV

Life.

What the hell is life? To be happy or to get what you want? To allow others to be happy at any price? Simply just a word for everything that happens before death?

I was deep in thought until some loud noises shook me back to reality. I looked curiously at the entrance Rem had gone through not too long ago.

"It's at times like these that I'm positively thrilled I'm not the Arlond Heir." Urie fiddled with his rose for the million, million, millionth time. Whatever that number is called. Billion?

"What's going on?" I asked curiously. Mage, who was throwing a piece from Rem's gameboard, answered me. Sort of.

"His old man's fuse is shorter than most, all right." Mage said. No wonder everyone's all serious and quiet. I thought the world was ending.

"Rem can stand to be shamed now and again. When I think of how contorted his princely face must be...Ooh!" Shi-kun randomly said. Nice dad. And I thought my Dad was the worst.

Ugh, great. Now I have to relive my horrible angel higher-up life in my memories again. Everyone detested an angel born with black hair. Those were the 'future-fallen'. Black symbolised darkness and blonde hair was the only acceptable hair colour.

There's no hair dye up there so no one can cheat.

Yet their forbidden grimoire was born with black hair. They tried to be extremely nice to me. Kept me away from other future-fallens.

I used to be ignorant enough to fall for it. I thought they were nice to me because I was a good angel. Then I met Shi-kun.

He wasn't like the other angels. As a future-fallen, he was shunned. He made it bluntly clear to me. The truth everyone hid.

From then on, we became friends. Unfortunately, the moment someone spotted us, it was reported to my family who immediately scolded and punished me.

Everytime I was with my only real friend, I was punished. Who says angels are perfect? Fear is part of everyone and fear is darkness. Fear is true evil.

I didn't fear a lot because of that. No matter how many times I was punished, I always went to find Shi-kun again.

He was a real friend and he would be there for me.

But then they wanted to remove him. They wanted me lose the only guy who was nice to me because he was my friend. I would be left all alone again.

With liars who only cared that I was the forbidden grimoire. Some angels.

When the day came, I was literally locked up at home so I couldn't interupt whatever they'd do to him.

That's why I liked that Mage told the truth. The angels tried so hard to avoid me falling but I fell because they tried too hard.

They feared me so much they lost sight of those values that made them angels. That fear brought out their own darkness.

"Poor Rem..." I mumbled sadly. Pity for a devil? Wow.

I missed out a lot of the conversation, thanks to that horrid flashback. But it was mostly about them enjoying Rem's suffering.

Then it weirdly went to the grimoire. When I snapped out of my sad daydream, this is what I heard.

"You know, the old man is keeping Rem occupied right now..." Mage smirked. Genius. He's gonna try get Ritsuka again. This is where I melt into the shadows.