Legend has it that after the Creator God created countless lives, none of them satisfied him until... A man appeared. He and the Creator God jointly created a life. This life was the most perfect in the eyes of God. The created life had twelve wings, six black and six white. Of course, he was God's favorite, the worshiped creature of the earth... Billions of years later, God suddenly said to the angels: "He is a traitor and my blasphemer." With one word, this perfect life fell from the highest point and fell into the abyss... God destroyed his body and threw his soul into the mortal world...
... But, what does this story have to do with me, a little time traveler? I don't care!
PS: Hum, sure enough, gloomy dramas are not popular, so I overhauled the article and changed the style...