angel of chaos.

"I 'm   scared   and   tired, "   a   soft   yet   broken   voice   from   tears   said.   

the   cherubim   stood   in   front  of  the   one   that   gave  her  life,   hands  clenched  into  fists   so   tight  that  knuckles  turned  more  whiter  than  her  ill-looking   porcelain   skin   tone.   her  gaze  was  on  the  floor;  specifically   on  the  black  dress   shoes   of   her  god. there   was   nothing  but  the   sound   of   muffled   tears   that   emitted   from   the   angel.   she  waited   for  what   felt  like   eternity  for  her  god  to  say   something,   yet   nothing   would   come   out.   she  could  feel   his  gaze  on   her,   ash   eyes   intently   on   her   pathetic   state.

" If   …   If   you   aren't   going   tuh-to   say   anytthing   ..   I'll   leave!  "   she   shouted   at  the  deity,   eyes   shutting   tightly   as   tears  continued  to   spill.   again,   she   could   only   hear   her   sobbing,   her   breathing,   and   the   god's   own   breath.   lips   trembled   and   quivered.   

" Then   leave,  "  he   said.   she   instantly   pulled   her   head   up,   her   gaze   meeting   his   own.   she   couldn't   read   any   emotion  on   his   face.   nobody  could   read   what   his   expression  was   anymore   these   days.   "   what   ..   ?  "   she  stuttered,   completely   dumbfounded   by   his   words.

" Leave, "  he   repeated,   tone   sounded   more   angerier   than   monotone.   hesitating   for  a   moment   before   she   turns   on   heels   and   hurries  out  of  the  god's   office.   she  paid   no   attention   to   her   colleagues  that  looked  in   confusion.   jasmine   went   straight  out  of   the  castle  and  took  off  flying,   leaving  what   once   was   her  home.

It   felt   like   eternity  before   she  found   herself   on   a   different  world   than   her   home.

it   was   far  different.   there   were   no  rainbows,  floating  islands,  or   structures   of  different  homes  or  houses.   the  only   colors   that   seemed   to   surround   this   strange   world   were   white   and   light   yellow  that  pratically   almost   blended   in   with   the   unpigmented   world.   she   gulped   and   hesitated   before   her   legs   moved,   striding   towards   the   stairs   towards   the   castle.   red   eyes   looked   around,   squinting   slightly   to   adjust   her  eyes   to   hurtful  colors.

stopping   once   she   reached   the   doors,   hands   balling   into  fists   as   a  hand  lifts  up   for  knuckles  to  knock  against  the   white   colored   doors.   retracting   her   hand   away,  it   was  only   a   few   minutes   before   the   doors   opened.   there   stood   a   man   with   white   feathers   adorning   lemon   grass   colored   hair.   he   wore   a   chalk   white  scarf   that   had   wings   at   the   end,   a   tallow   colored   trench-like   coat   and   black   pants   with   black   dress   shoes.   his   expression   was   a   happy   one,   eyes   closed   with   a   smile.   they   looked   to   the   angel   that  stood  still,   as   if   he   was   able  to   see   her   through   his   closed   eyes.

"  Hello,   little   cherubim.  What   brings   you   here?  "  they   asked,   their  head   tilting   to   the   side.   a  sweat   bead   dripped  down  her  cheek   as   she  stared   up  at  him.   "  i   ..   i   come  from  kumo-no-kuni  ..  i   left   there   because  of   a   war  that  had  finished  recently,  "  she  replied,  taking  her   time   to   speak.   a   satisfied   hum   left   them.

"   Is   that   so   ?   I   could   see   how   Fumus   made   you,   fufu,   "   chirped   the   man.   "   I'm   Justim,   god   of   all   gods   !   Please,   come   in   !  "   he   sang   out,   stepping  to   the   side.   that   was   ..   easy,   she   thought.   she   entered   into   the   castle,   justim   closing   the   door   behind.

She   would   stay   under   Justim's   care   for   the   next   few   weeks.

one   day,   the   cherub   would   be   asleep   in   her   temporary   home   before   Justim   came   in,   scooping   the   sleeping   angel   into   their   arms.   he   walked   out   of   the   castle,   a   finger   poking   her   cheek   to   awake   her.   she   opened   her   eyes,   blinking   before   looking   to   justim.

"  ..  Lord  Justim  ..  ?  what's  ..   going   on   ?  "   she   asked   in   a   sleepy   voice   filled   with   concern.   no   words   but   a   smile.   she   thought   she   had   become   used   to   it,   but   she   found   it   more   upsetting.   all   of   a   sudden,   she   was   thrown   out   of   the   world. 

just   like   that   in   a   flash;   thrown   away   like   an   old   toy.   she   falls   and   falls   before   her   wings   spread  open   and   catches   her   flight,   flapping  in   mid   air.   her   eyes   are   widen,   swollening   up   with  tears   as  she   processes   that   she   was   kicked   out   from   justim's   world.   sniffling   as   she  begins   to   fly   far   to    try   and   find  another   god   willing  to   take   her   in  as   their   angel.

each   god   she   visits,   she   is   betrayed   and   left   to   wander   with   no   god   to   serve   under.   the  only   one   that   would   kindly  kick   her   out  was   a  god   named   etihw.   they   gave   jasmine  a   farewell,   to   which   she  did   the   same.

the   cherub   wanders   the   streets   of   ne-no-kuni,   ignoring  any   judgemental   stares  coming   her   way   due  to   the   war  that   was   ..   how   many   weeks   ago   now?   months,   maybe?   she   couldn't   really   care.   in   the  library,   she   wasted   her   time   reading   the  books   there,   discovering   a   word   or,   well,   term in   one   of   the   dictonaries.   

ANGEL   OF   CHAOS   ;   an   angel   who   has   been   betrayed   by   the   gods.

it   describes   me,   she   thought.   closing   the   dictionary,   she   placed   it  back  in   where   she  once  got   it.   as  she  was  talking   to   leave  the   building,   familiar   hair  colors  caught   her   eye.   the  colors   of   a  dark  purple  grey  and   red   undertones.   no   horns   or   wings   adorned   the   man.   he   sat   alone,   focus  on   the   newspaper   that   covered   his   face.   she  would   notice   some   of  the   demons  in   giving  the   male   frightful   stares   before   looking  away   to  the  sound  of   shuffling  paper   from  the   news   he   held  in   grip.

she   noticed   head   movement   from  him,   realization   setting  in   that   she's  been   staring  for  too  long.   jasmine   was   quick   to   stop   her   gawking   and   leave   the   library,    closing   the   door   behind.   

that   couldn't  have   been   fumus,   she   thought.   needing  to   have  a   breather,   she   strided  through  the   sidewalks   of   the   devil's   world.   some   of   the   demon   children   would   ask   her   to   play,   which  she   would.   feeling   as   if   she  had   enough   time   down   below,   she   would   wander   into  the   forest.   she   walked  the   path   to   where  she  would   halt   when  just   5  feet   away   from   the   floating   clouds   that   would   be  the   stairs   up   to   kumo-no-kuni.

her   eyes   widened   as   she   stared   at   fumus,   who   seemed   to   know   that   she   was   coming.   eyes   land  on   the   newspaper  in  his   hand.

"  couldn't   even   give   your   creator   a   hello?   you   only   stared,   jasmine,  "   he   said   in   his   familiar   monotone   voice.   so   she   wasn't   seeing   things   and   he   was   really   there  at  the  library.

in   a   flash,   the   newspaper  disappeared   into   grey   smog.   fumus   opened   his   arms   for   the   angel.   she   could  only  stare   as   tears   swelled   in   her   eyes.   breaking   into  a   full   sob   as   she   ran  into  his   arms,  embracing   him   as   he  embraced   her   back.   her   grip   was   tight   and   so  was   his.   she   wailed   into   his   arms   as   he   pressed   his   lips  into   her   pink   hair.

fumus   scooped   her   into   his   embrace,   his   arms   supporting   underneath   her   rear.   he   turned   to   begin  walking  onto  the   floating   clouds   and   into   her  home.

"  Welcome   home,   Jasmine  .   "