Just low self-esteem.

�Why are you sad?�

Uriel looked up at the sky where Sirone left.

�Just because we lost the concept doesn�t mean we cease to be who we are.�But why?�

There has always been a perfect standard.

Angels, who have their own concept from birth, have no conflict about their actions.

�Even if it�s a fallen angel����A crime committed within one�s concept

being

�For the angels, the light body must have been the standard of existence, regardless of power or ability.�

If it wasn�t for that much of a shock, it wouldn�t have been possible to call it a fall in status.

�Then what about me?�

Uriel asked himself.

�Even if I lose the Astral Body, even if there is no standard of existence, can I make a choice?�

I couldn�t kill Ichael.

The fact that the Archangel of Destruction hesitated in the face of destruction was clearly a function of the mind.

�I defined myself by my own standards, not by the standards of the universe.�

The asteroid does not perish.

�Ah, Mr. Uriel.�

The angels gathered toward the brilliant asteroid floating above Uriel�s head.

�What shall we do now?�Should it perish?�Or should it exist?�This hand, this foot����Where should I move?��Uriel looked down at the servile expressions of the angels.

�I�ve never done it before.�

The act of choosing something for oneself.

�let�s go.�

Uriel turned around.

�I can�t go to the human world where Satiel lived.�They won�t stand it.�

In other words, a child who has just been born.

Terrible things would happen if they were taken to humans who dealt with uncertainty.

�Like a predator.�

The angels asked as they followed helplessly.

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