Chapter 3: Angel's Oath

"Aetil Gardenia, are you reading again?"

Time went back to several months ago, currently on a cloud sat a young girl, eleven years old, all white as snow, as if she could merge with the clouds, bare feet casually leaning against the clouds, holding a thick ancient book, feet swaying -shake, looks very uncomfortable.

Look carefully, it's as if the girl is all white, the long skirt is snow white, milky like a soft skin lubricant, a head of long white hair hangs down naturally, when she stands up, her long hair almost hangs on the ground, just like that flooded with white waves vertical waterfall, fixed eyes, even the pupils, are also beautiful white, as if beautiful pearls, inlaid with the same eyes, although the same whiteness of the eyes as white, but clearly visible. Although the whites of the eyes are the same as the whites of the eyes, they can be clearly distinguished. And then look at that young girl whose face was so beautiful, that holy face, enough to intoxicate, make people drown, just take a glance, would no longer be able to move their feet, and even blink, all thinking it was a waste.

Just for a moment, it will amaze the whole world.

Above this stunning blue sky, there was a person as white as a feather, a truly beautiful person.

"I don't understand a single thing."

The beautiful young girl gently turned the pages of the book, her brows slightly furrowed as if she was telling her problems to an outsider.

"What is love?"

"I have poured over books and read letters just to understand the questions that sway me and haunt me these days and nights, and I can agree with almost everything written in those books, but the only thing I can't I agree is love."

Aetil turned the pages of the book seriously, the ornamental gardenia flower above her head swayed gently in the wind, and it seemed that she could still smell the fragrance of the flowers.

"All the books that describe love, I don't understand..."

Aetil closed the book and placed her hand over her heart, reading a quote from the book, a sad sentence filled with love.

"I will open my heart, which has been wounded by you in various ways, to the sharpest blade that threatens life! Although I cannot hold my son's hand in this life, I am willing to fend off the sword of death for you one last time. Go, go and be happy forever with the one you love, and if you can, if I still have even a small corner in your heart, build an open coffin for me, and let me sleep in it forever."

"My love, I would give my blood, my bones, my life for you! Even if it's not me you love."

"On this dark and cold night, with hail falling in the sky and thunder and lightning intertwining in the air, no one would care about a nameless clown who died somewhere on this particular night."

Aetil speaks with incredible depth and emotion, movingly, but it always feels like something is missing.

"For love, give blood...Give bones...Give health...Give life..."

Aetil stared at the book.

"Giving your life for someone who doesn't love you...I don't understand. Life is the most precious treasure, and giving your life for love? Does such a thing really exist?"

"In the end, just dying in a lonely night, a nameless day, and then turning to dust, for the sake of a love, is it worth it?"

At this time another woman slowly came to Aetil 's side, she looked much more mature than Aiter, and unlike that, this woman was wearing a completely different dress than Aetil, a black sari similar to the one used for funerals, but it once again looked like a black dress, and under this white sky, it looked even darker, as if it covered the starry night on her body.

"Sometimes the words in a book have to be experienced in order for you to read them, Aetil."

The snow-white figure sat dejectedly on a cloud, looking at the pile of books piled up by her side.

"I don't need, and I don't want to love someone, love is scary, but...love is worth wanting again."

Even Aetil herself knew that the words she spoke were so timid and weak, she who had never felt love before, how could she not yearn for the love described in the book, the mystical love.

"Aetil , calm down, you long for the love that is yours, but you are afraid that you will be hurt, because there is no way for an angel to change your mind, love someone, you have to keep loving until you're dead."

"There are too many lonely people in this world who are afraid to take the first step. Aetil, why don't you go and try, so you can understand. What it means to love and what it feels like to be loved."

"Maybe, you can visit earth."

Aetil curled up into a ball and wrapped herself in a white cloud.

"It feels like being loved..."

Even though his mouth was very resistant, his eyes full of longing were enough to prove what was in his heart.

"Beautiful meetings, moments of touching each other's shoulders, the warmth of a smile in return, intertwined, parting, loving each other, staying together..."

Aetil said to himself.

"Perhaps, I do look forward to it."

"Go to earth and take a look, but not with this face..."

Only to see Aetil raise his hand and press it against her extremely beautiful face, a face that would make anyone look at it, and be mesmerized.

"This face, I'm afraid I can't exchange it for the real heart..."

Aetil's smiled to herself, as her hands exerted force, blood slid down her cheeks, when her hands were removed, Aetil's current face no longer had the same extraordinary beauty as before, instead, it was an ordinary, but reassuring appearance.

"Like this, it's okay."

"Do you really want to go to earth now? The wars that have occurred there recently have been very frequent, and there are always some people who have endless greed."

Aetil listened and said slowly.

"Do you think angels can be killed with swords and guns?"

"War or sacrifice, there are some things that I want to feel for myself, so that my soul, can be complete."

Aetil cupped her hands and prayed fervently. While looking at Aetil's back, the black-clothed angel slowly said.

"But angels can be killed by love."

Aetil lowered his head, and with awe in his heart, he made his oath to heaven and earth.

"Swear to God, by going to this human world, I will set foot in every inch of the world, searching for the meaning of love, with you in love."