Preface
God is the God in charge of the world, and God's assistants are angels with white wings. Among them, the most beautiful ones are the seraphs, and among the seraphs, the most noble one is him - Yi. He is God's favorite because no matter how difficult it is, he can accomplish it easily, which also causes his arrogance and indifference.
There is a rule in heaven that when a seraph turns 10,010 years old, his (her) memory will be wiped out and he will go to the devil world to become a demon. If this angel remembers his past within three years, then he (she) will become what all angels aspire to be, the most powerful among the angels - an eight-winged angel.
Today is Yi's 10,011th birthday. He stood on one leg, kneeling gracefully before God Jehovah. His straight back and four wings spread out in half showed his pride and unyieldingness. A gust of wind blew by, blowing his long silver hair and blowing across his white face, but it was impossible to detect what the waves in his amber eyes meant. "Do you really want to go?" "Yes." The tone was light, but full of determination. "Then..." A flash of silver light flashed, leaving only a few white feathers where he was kneeling just now.
"Actually, you may have done something wrong." God smiled helplessly.