❤ HAPPY 133rd BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVOURITE ANGEL ❤

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“1884!!!”, I exclaimed, “That means you are almost 133 years old”. “Yes, and almost 19 in human years… just like you”, he smiled. “ Oh my god, I’m going to get old and you are going to remain perfect”. “You will always be perfect”, Daniel’s sweetness could not help the situation right now, “But, when an angel falls, they start to age normally. It is almost as if they start leading human lives; we eat and sleep and age every year”.

“So before you fell, you didn’t eat or sleep?”, I could not understand what angels did with their lives and time. “No, it was all pretty new to me. I didn’t understand the hunger when I first experienced it, because I had never felt it before”, Daniel said. “When I had gone to the lake with Ong and his coven, they hadn’t eaten a single thing”, I said, “They all claimed to be on strict diets… although Taehyun did eat with Davina and I”. “Guardian angels don’t eat”, Daniel said, “But they can intake food, if they want to. It doesn’t really have any effect on them. Taehyun probably just did that so Davina wouldn’t get suspicious of him never eating with her at all”. It all made sense now; that’s why Seongwoo didn’t actually eat the muffin the first time we had met.

“After my fall, I noticed my body was feeling different that usual”, he explained, “First came the hunger, then I started feeling tired; as if my body was shutting down”. “So angels don’t sleep at all?”, I asked. “We do sleep for the first thirty five years of our lives, we no longer require any sleep”, he said. “Thirty five; so that’s five in human years”, I said. “Yes, that is when our official lessons begins, almost like how you kids go to school here on earth”, he said, “We learn about the history of the earth, heaven and angels. Then when we reach the age of forty nine, our guardian angel training begins”.

“What kind of training?”, I asked. “Physical training for combat and mental training for the connection with our Nephilim”, he said. “Training for combat at the age of seven… that’s not a childhood”, I said. “We were not children Tris”, Daniel said, “We were angels”. “You were still too young”, I kept picturing a frightened seven year old, wielding a sword. “It was the only life we knew”, Daniel had a blank expression, as i