Prologue

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On the first day, of the first month, of the first year was when the first female was created. Gods finest and favourite creation.

Undoubtedly beautiful with striking blue ocean eyes, hair the colour of gold and freckles that lightly peppered her smooth olive skin. Tall and slender, standing at just under six foot.

Kind,gentle and nurturing. Selfless and charitable. Strong and intelligent . Her own person. Opinionated and independent. With a thirst for knowledge and adventure.

Voice as smooth and as sweet as honey. Singing melodic as a bird. She spoke with poise and elegance. A meaning behind every word.

Her name was Genevieve, the first wife of Adam.

Unfortunately for them, it didn't quite work out. She refused to be subservient, instead doing as she pleased. She didn't appreciate the man ordering her about.

God saw the issue and instead of punishment, he brought her up to heaven, making her an angel. She was the first daughter of god. Innocent and perfect. Not a single flaw.

Over time, she became close with all the archangels but mainly she was closest with lucifer and Gabriel. They all thought of her as the fifth.

She had always been fascinated by the humans, always to trying to help them, this later leading to her and Lucifers fall out. She was devastated and heartbroken when they were no longer friends but the pain was worse when he was cast out. She could never forgive herself; she felt as though it was his fault she didn't try to stop her friend from going down the wrong path, instead getting angry and ignoring him:

After he left, she did to. Helping out humans doing everything she could. She tried to keep off of heavens raydar avoiding angels. She couldn't deal with the reminder of her old friends. She needed to forget it all.

Though that was easier said than done. Religion was everywhere. Thankfully as time went on religion became less of an important value to people. She also stopped spending time in Christian dominated countries until the 1950s when she moved to America.

That leads her back to where she was today; A small town in Texas, currently in a diner feeding the homeless.

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