There will be no angels in the world. If an angel comes to the world, the pain of broken wings will make him walk into nothingness; just like a mermaid walking on the tip of a knife, abandoned by the prince of the empire, turned into foam in the blue sea under the sun. This is God's warning to us, and this is also the punishment for betraying the Creator, but this is not something I can choose. Maybe before I went to the world, I was still the angel who was praised high, the beloved of God; but nothing can go back, before I met him