Unspoken Chronicles

Remembering

    I woke up with the sun on our plane window. They are not kidding when they call this place the land of the rising sun. Daniel was awake, and all set up. I cleared my face, order some coffee to the stewardess that pushing a cart, and raisin bread. It will only be an hour before we landed on Narita. I drunk the coffee and eat my bread as fast as I can.

    

  It’s funny to think now that it was my first time drinking coffee and on the top of that I ate raisin bread, I despise raisin. But now everything taste the same for me. I don’t pay much attention to what I ate, and beside I was hungry.

 

    The pilot announces our arrival to Narita Airport, and bid us OHAIO GOZAIMASU, meaning GOOD MORNING, here in Japan.

   It’s ashamed that we came here because of another reason besides being a tourist. We arrived there at their most beautiful season, spring, and the cherry blossom trees are in bloom. I would love to stroll around if we are not in the brink of our impending death.

     

As soon as we get our things, Daniel got our car and sped up, it’s a highly benefit that one of us know how to speak and understand Japanese language. We finally reach Shinjuku, a commercial district here in Tokyo. Daniel makes a list of the most comfortable inn that we can find. After wandering through the street using our car. Not far from an authentic Japanese restaurant was one of the inns in the list.

     It was a traditional inn, and we proceed on. Daniel asks if there’s a vacant room that we could rent. He insists that we all just need a one room. Luckily, someone canceled a reservation and we took the room. It was a traditional Japanese room, laid with tatami mats. We have one bathroom inside it and a futon on the drawer. As soon as we are set up, She lived us by our own. We agreed that Daniel will use the bathroom first. He was fast, and after a couple of minutes, he was finish and dress up. He wore a black T-shirt top with white jacket, and dark blue denim jeans. 

   As he was out I proceed on the bathroom, he told me to take time as I can. The warm water was good, but I know we are in a hurry. As soon as I was finished I dress up. I wore white tank top, black denim jeans, and a black jacket on top of my tank top.

 

    We both wear our previous boots, and then we both check the book of the unspoken for a detail about the black wing angel.

   Daniel was right there it was on the center page a drawing of an angel, with heavy black wings.

     

       The Black Wing  

             Angel;

   

     A first fallen of the first creation. They have no gender, and they perform what they suit them.  They were created as the sealer of the fate by the first creator, turns out to be curious that make them fall from graces.

   They were original twelve, as soon as they fall from Paradise; eleven of them turn their loyalty and join the dark creation, now they are labeled as Demons. 

 

    One was left, and considered as a wanderer. 

 

    Even though fallen from grace, it retained its power and still performed it. The said angel can block the ability of a nephilim along with their original rune.

  

 Once block the only way to reverse it will be to find the black wing angel.