The holy and noble archangel Agalie brought back a child.
All the angels looked at the face carved out of a mold and assumed that it was Ajialie's flesh and blood.
Ajiali didn't tell them that the child was actually made of his ribs.
The angels gathered around this little life, chattering and discussing.
Suddenly an angel asked: "Archangel, what is his name?"
"Coastal." Ajiali said casually.
"Buster? What a special name."
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Because of the twisted emotions in his heart, Ajiali left Kester alone in the mortal world.
He thought that Kuster would spend his ordinary life in the East, but he did not expect that Ajiali, who was originally a mortal, would grow wings and fly to heaven.
The other angels were congratulating Ajiali, praising Ajiali's child as young and promising, and as the strongest angel of the new generation.
But only Ajiali knew that heaven had turned into hell at this moment, and his ribs were about to become the knife that stabbed him.
As expected, Kuster trapped Ajiali.
The young and immature face that looked exactly like Ajiali was asking him in pain: "Father, why did you abandon me?"
Water//fairy, pseudo//father//son! ! ! Pay attention to lightning protection! !
The ending, please comment
Intention: love yourself
