Accepting (4)

[Isla Angelus POV]

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I remembered that I used to have an older brother.

He was different from me who is a unique. He is completely a natural angel despite being born from a human and an angel.

But, my parents never complained about that.

My father is from the human race while my mother is from the angel race.

So my father and I were forced into hiding, living our lives away from the eyes of other races.

However, everything falls apart the moment I discovered magic that can be used in different ways, many variations.

Teleporting, changing eye and hair color, making things from thin air. It was as if I could do anything as long as I have mana.

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"Isla, remember this. Don't use your power ever again."

My mom was the one who gave me that warning. Her eyes are full of sadness and firm, she held her head high, looking at me with her clear blue eyes into my light magenta ones.