The old man listened to Ji Hoon's questions with a serious face. He knew it was hard to convince the young man in front of him to admit his origins. Especially when that origin wasn't the most glorious thing in the world.
"What do you know about angels?" The old man didn't hurry to explain anything to Ji Hoon. and instead he asked this weird question.
The mention of this word still troubled Ji Hoon. but the latter controlled his disturbed emotions and looked at the peaceful looking body of Anna in the middle of the ragin black red fire.
"They are supposed to be good folks, helping humans and trying to make the world a better place, right?" Ji Hoon said the most classic answer that the old man expected.
"Wrong," but the old man didn't agree with him, "those are the arch-angels. Those demi-gods who hail from the light. But angels… true angels like yourself are another story."
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