Chapter 205
Translator: Vine
Chapter: 205
Chapter Title: Side Story - The Pure Angel
Tap, tap—!! Tap, tap—!!
A steady rhythm echoed through the room. The only sound was the scratch of a pen signing documents.
The room was a little unusual. It looked no different from any ordinary office at first glance, but peek outside even a little, and that notion vanished in an instant.
Pure white clouds blanketed the ground as far as the eye could see.
Above them stretched a brilliantly shining rainbow, and every person bore a pair of pristine white wings.
The woman in the office was no exception.
Eight wings in total. While ordinary angels stopped at four, this angel possessed twice that number—
"I'm dying. I'm seriously going to die!!"
And she was in the midst of dying spectacularly.
Long, straight black hair—but unlike the rest, her bangs curled to one side as if permed.
Golden eyes that contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin. This woman, a Highest Seraphim with the third-most wings in the Heaven Realm, now stood with a tear-streaked face, signing documents.
The workload was insane. Finish this mountain, and another hell awaited her.
If it were just a few days, she could endure. Even a week of this nonstop grind—she'd sacrifice her body for it.
"Because I'm an angel, after all."
But that wasn't possible. Half a year. Nearly half a year of this. She slept buried in papers, only to wake with sheets stuck to her cheeks.
Ink stained her hands and wouldn't wash off, and the dark circles under her eyes refused to fade.
The culprit behind all this? No need to think about it.
She knew even as she signed away.
"Damn those big sisters of mine."
What good were big sisters? Absolutely none. They'd all vanished somewhere, leaving her alone to drown in this hell.
Could you even call them big sisters?
"Come back!! Big sis Michael!! Big sis Raphael... can stay gone!!!!"
If at least Michael returned, things might stabilize. But after centuries away, the moment she saw the state of Heaven Realm, she said—
—Sorry. Gabriel.
One word. Just one word, and she was gone. Where the hell did she go? Even asking God yielded—
—Michael? She's on vacation.
Nothing but that. It was enough to drive her mad. If she weren't an angel, she'd have died of overwork three months ago.
Even as an angel, she was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. It was obvious.
"I can't live like this anymore."
With those words, she shot to her feet. Someone entered from outside—a high-ranking angel with six wings.
"Lady Gabriel? Where are you off to now?! If you leave too, it'll be a disaster!!"
"Oh. Metatron. Perfect timing. Take a seat here."
"Pardon? No, wait a second! Where are you going?!"
Where? At the obvious question, Gabriel chuckled.
"To submit my resignation. Stay put. That's an order from your superior. Oh, that sounded just like Big sis Raphael. Whatever. If it's too much, ask Sandalphon for help~ Not my problem~"
"Lady Gabriel?! Lady Gabriel?!"
No matter how desperately he called, she didn't look back.
Neatly penned, those three characters radiated ominous energy. That was how intensely Gabriel had poured her emotions into each stroke.
"Finally."
Finally, she stood here. Step inside, and God awaited—her creator. Her father.
'The one who shoved me into paperwork hell...!!'
That person. No, that god. Burning with rage, she reached to kick the door open—but
'He's still God, after all.'
She faltered, lightly grasping the handle instead. At that moment, the sounds that drifted out were—
—Kuh-huh!! Hahaha!!
—Hahaha!! The Reaper!! He says he's the Reaper!! Reaper!!!
—Huhak!! Hak... Huhak!! Can't... breathe... Huhak!!!
—He told Kim Tae-hyun not to interrupt!! But he's the one!! He's the one rolling!! Kuh-huh!! Huhak!!! Hahaha!!!
Mad cackles. Who could that be? The God I knew was dignified, kind, and gentle.
Thinking something terrible had happened, she flung the door open—and
"Hic... sob... Ah, tears... Huh? Gabriel?"
".........God?"
The two stared in mutual shock. A few seconds of silence. The first to speak was—
God.
"Wanna watch together? More importantly, what brings you here?"
"Oh, uh, nothing. Just checking if you were doing okay...."
"Ah, I'm great! More than great!! These days are the best in my life. No, the best in my entire godhood!!"
"R-Really...?"
What on earth could make that dignified God laugh like this? Curiosity overriding her original purpose, Gabriel scurried over and sat beside him.
A TV stood before them. Wall-mounted. And on the screen—
"Big sis Raphael?"
The missing Raphael appeared, alongside an unfamiliar black-haired man.
"Yeah. Raphael went down to the lower realms recently. Oh, Michael's vacation spot is here too. It's seriously hilarious."
What was so funny? Despite her curiosity, Gabriel watched the screen.
—Ahh~ It tastes better when I feed it to you, right?
—You can't talk to other women.
—Eiiing. So dishonest!!
"........"
—Don't try to flirt.
—Burn it into your head. I'm not an easy woman. I'm not the type to fall for an invitation to eat or come running at sweet talk.
—Saying that while asking is against the rules...
"........."
"Isn't it fun? So thrilling, right?!"
"God."
"Yes?"
God had expected something like, It's fun. Watching my big sisters roll is hilarious~. Instead, Gabriel's expression remained deadpan.
That was how it worked. When emotions peaked dramatically, people swung back to numbness.
"Where is that place?"
Of course. The source of her half-year torment was right there.
The man who'd stolen all her big sisters, burying her in paperwork.
"Killing one human won't shatter Heaven Realm, right?"
Murderous rage bubbled up within her.