Part 2
Earth was always beautiful when there was a storm wrecking havoc in it. I loved the revolving strong winds they always feared. Whenever there was a hurricane or a tornado, my fellow angels would always find me flying in the highest point of it. Watching the eye of the storm in wonder.
Pity, we don't have them in Eden.
In time, they were forced to believe I had an obsession for all things dangerous. Well, I never denied that I did.
I loved the rush risks would give me. The adrenaline thumping in my veins as I'd dive from the highest cliff in Eden and open my wings only when a meter away from the ground. I would often visit Hell as I was half-demon, I would go there and steal a Siren's flute or pluck a dragon's spike just to be chased by them for hours.
Being the only female figh
