Angelic sat in her bathhouse with her feet in the warm water, dressed in a pale pink kimono.  The gentle fragrance of jasmine and cherry blossoms caressing the air like a feather upon the breeze. Brushing her long black hair as it moves through the delicate bristles gently.

Lost in thought of the first day, when she arrived from the heavens left on the top of snowy peaked mountains in China by two angels. The clothing she wore barely kept her warm, wrapping her large white wings around her tiny frame as the wind blew around her, the cold crept through her pale skin with each step as she made her way down the steep mountainside. Angelic shivered and tighten her wings around her, carefully moving with care not to slip.

After a few hours, she came to a riverbank and collapsed to her knees at the water's edge. Reaching out her tiny hand to scoop up some crisp clean water and brought it to her lips. Each sip stinging her frostbitten lips as she tries to breathe in the warm air.

Curling herself up under her wings as if in a deep sleep, letting the warm air  touch her naked skin. Her wings tips growing black as she began to thaw,it was only then she saw her savior. Her took her into his family and had his brother watch over her, train her to fight the demons who came to claim her innocent soul.

Angelic grew to know the true meaning of how the humans loved from watching those around her.