Chapter 2

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    I walk into the courtroom with the girls apart of the harem surrounding God. Such perfect and beautiful angels. I couldn't compete with any angels beautiful. Roxanne always told me I was the ugliest angel she had ever seen. Every girl in the Harem seems to agree too.
    Not very many angels talk to me except for a few boys. They seem to like my humor and how I'm not too stuck up. One of the Angels told me that it doesn't matter what is on the outside. That my personality shines just as bright as my halo.

"Hello my Lord." I put my hands up for prayer. "I came to ask if I've moved up a rank up just a little tiny bit."

"Did you walk out without makeup on that face? Isn't our goal to present ourselves with the best of ourselves to God?" Roxanne giggles. The other Angels giggled along with Rox.

"Now Rox you can't be talking to an Angel like that. She looks up at my Harem. Besides shes been trying her best. But you're also right about the makeup part, and shes gained a little weight." God exclaimed.

    Every time he says something like that it just feels like a pit in my chest. He said it meant that I was slowly falling in love with him. I feel that a lot lately.

"Lose Weight and start wearing makeup. Remember, darling you are the only one I think about." God just waved me out of the courtroom.

     I walk out of the courtroom with confidence that I'll get this rank pretty soon. But I don't feel like I should be hiding the natural beauty God gave me as a gift. I start running with joy and cheering myself on. I can do this! If I was close last time I can do it again.
Then I accidentally run right into this hooded figure with a black robe on.

"Sorry! I'm so sorry!" I look up and I get a glimpse of piercing white eyes looking deep down into my soul. I get a sharp pain in my heart and goosebumps. Then he walks away without one word.
I guess that's one of three gods of each region. Sadly God doesn't like talking much about his other brothers. They were made to run the afterlife together. But a lot of the angels have been uneasy about the angel and demons war that is said to happen. Apparently, one of the Gods is not on any side at the moment.
       Oh, I went into another thought process again! Everyone is staring at me after seeing a bump into a strange man and talking to someone isn't my own kind. I start walking back to my apartment. I don't need to draw any more attention than I have with the strange encounter. I just hope God didn't see or even worse...Roxanne.
       I walk up to my apartment, door and unlock it and go inside. My room is made out of clouds. It's so fluffy and wonderful and I just like making cloud animals. Tragically God told me that creativity and any of the sort are forbidden. He also ripped off my photos of the walls saying it could trigger my memories. I tried to pick the shards of the picture up and it started making this golden liquid appear out of my skin.

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