At some point in life a fallen angel is placed with an angel. These angels are to decide the fate of each other. Will the fallen angel ask for redemption? Or will the angel sin and become one of the fallen? Once redeemed, a fallen angel can decide to remain immortal and save their current bloodline from being a fallen, or put their spirit to rest and forget the horrors of their past. The second option sounds more selfish than the other as they cannot save their family, but most fallen angels suffer harsh punishments through the sins of their ancestors. If an angel sins by the control of a fallen angel, their present and future bloodline must live their afterlife as a fallen angel with no luck of redemption. The fallen angel on the other hand can put their spirit to rest with no reminisce of their past, but just like the angel their living family suffers the burden placed upon them with no redemption.
Gaining redemption seemed to be the only positive in your life, until you saw the angel you were paired with. She was breathtaking, the problem was she despised you. The words she uses to describe you hurt, but she has a reason for her hate. When her eyes aren't glaring into the depths of your soul she is truly an angel. Y/N's complexion, her personality, her voice they all portray an angel. To her you were evil, her mood gradually worsens when she feels the presences of you. You didn't enjoy being a fallen angel, constantly watching the deaths of innocent people, yet you couldn't save them. You only declared the fates of the sinners, and the single angel you were placed with. The only way to gain your redemption is to become close to angel, to prove your worthiness. Fallen angels are known as manipulative and condescending, very few earn their redemption. Your family was cursed as fallen angels from an ancestors past, so you promised yourself that you will be saved from a constant life of hell.
When paired with an angel you must be around them at all times, Y/N wasn't really fond of that idea. What made it worst for her was that you two had to live in the same apartment. You didn't mind this at all, no matter how much Y/N disliked and avoided you, you still admired her. Not only that, but the apartment was beautiful it would be more enjoyable if you two could get along. So far you've been stuck with her for around 4 months and no progress in communication has been made. It sucked, your attempts of small talk only angered her more, possibly her fear of becoming a fallen angel like you. Yet, if she only talked to you she would know you wanted to change your future for the better.
You've heard multiple stories of angels being stuck together for centuries, and that's not going to be you two.
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A basic day for you was nothing spectacular. You weren't hidden by a fake identity, so you didn't have a job or human friends. Life was pretty easy, you earned money for doing nothing. Your friends were other fallen angels with the same goal as you. You were also placed in the country you grew up in, so you were quite happy for such an evil soul.
Today you woke up at 4 in the morning, you had to tell a sinner their inevitable fate. This case was nothing new as you were faced with it many times, a person murdered another and than killed themselves. Any normal human wouldn't want to face a duty like this, but this was your job. You had to force pain into sinners, the pain of everyone they affected. Before you left, you heard the opening of the apartment door.
"Hello? Y/N is that you?" You asked.
You heard a hiccup, "Yes, it is I, Mr. Song Minhooo." Y/N replied with no stability in her voice or her body.
"Where were you? It's 4 am." You said. It slightly surprised you that she responded back.
"Well, I was partying with some friends and they gave me really tasty juice, it was so good so I drank a ton. No one ever told me that there's a thing called 'too much' juice." She walked towards the couch in the living area and plopped down. "Also, I got some message that some guy killed some innocent person. So I gotta help one of them out, the problem is my legs just can't move right now." She has never talked to you so openly these past 4 months and you were shocked. You wish she wasn't inebriated, and you could talk to her like this normally.
"I got the same message too, but for the murderer." You told her.
"I guess we should go together, you need to help me walk though. A lot of juice must affect your physical capabilities. I'm not drinking juice again." She did a small burp, which made you laugh, she is so unaware. "Minho, stop talking bout juice we got to give some dead people news."
Just like humans, angels could get drunk too. Y/N seemed to be uneducated on alcohol and her friends must've thought it'd be funny to get her drunk. As amusing as it was, it's bad being drunk when you have to deal with a dead person. It's not ethical. Luckily, you had medicine to end her intoxication. She wasn't blackout drunk, so she'd be able to remember the conversation that just took place.
"Y/N I have medicine that will take away the effects of 'juice.' I can give it to you if you'd like? You have to be presentable for the dead you know, you're an angel." She nodded her head for the medicine and you gave it to her. The pill is known to work right away, once she takes it she should be completely sober. Within the matter of seconds, Y/N looks up at you apologetically but she became tense.
"Sorry," she said looking at the ground, "we should get going." She got right up and walked out the door and you followed right behind her.
The walk was slow and completely silent. You've experienced silence when talking to her before so you thought you would try once again. "So, what kind of 'juice' did you drink with your friends?" You were afraid you were going to laugh when asking her this. How could she be so naive, even children know what alcohol is.
"Why do you want to know?" She asked suspiciously.
"No specific reason, just want to have a conversation. If you don't want to talk to me you don't have to, I just thought 4 months of silence was enough." You told her honestly.
"You sure are eager to talk to me. If I told you want I drank, you could give it to me and make me sin." She replied.
"You're overthinking, Y/N. I asked you a simple question, but that sounds like a great plan if I wanted to remain a fallen angel. You wouldn't know that because you don't talk to me." You responded a bit aggravated.
"How am I supposed to trust a fallen angel? Maybe you're not thinking enough." She retorted. It was hard for you to make her understand, she must've been brought up believing that your kind was evil.
"I'm not asking you to trust me, at least communicate with me. Communication can lead to trust. Please just know I don't enjoy this afterlife I have, I get harsh punishments from one of my ancestors sins. I did nothing wrong when I was alive, yet my whole bloodline will suffer if I don't gain redemption. You're an angel, there should be a little sympathy in you for me, understand where I come from. Don't judge me because I'm an 'evil' angel, I never asked to be one. You might be thinking, why is he blabbing on or where did all of this come from? I've been a fallen angel for 400 odd years, I was so happy to be paired with you. It was the only time I was happy during these 400 years, but you constantly neglect me. I can only tell you how much I despise this afterlife I live, because only you can rid of it for me. You get to give dead souls a meaningful afterlife, I send dead souls to hell I force pain into them, indescribable pain. No human, no angel would be able to live through such pain. I'm only slightly glad to be a fallen angel, you will see me put a man in hell today, he isn't going to be a fallen angel like me. He will go crazy, he will never become immune to the pain that will be forced into him. His family chain that is currently alive now will all become fallen angels once they die. Their punishment will be based off the sin this man committed, which is murder and suicide. I'm not a fallen angel that wants you to sin, I want a better afterlife for myself. I apologize for my rant, but you've never given me the chance to express myself. I thought this was the best opportunity to do so." It felt so great to release your feelings, but you knew she'd still be suspicious of you.
"You sure do talk a lot..." She said finally looking into your eyes, "and I will take everything that you said tonight to heart. I believe that you don't want to be evil anymore, just take into consideration an angels perception of a fallen angel. Anyways, we've been letting these souls wait to long so we better hurry and get to them."
You both picked up your pace to get to the exact location of the dead bodies. It may sound wrong that you had a sliver of hope for your future, when you are minutes away from sending a person to hell. But soon enough this won't be your job, you could finally be an angel...
