A Half-Blood Angel Cub Falls into a Troll Horde

Nene, a strange three-year-old angel, has one black wing and one white wing. Considered an ill omen by his own people, he is cruelly thrown down from the heavens. Nene falls into a troll tribe's lair. Cowering into a tiny ball in front of the tusked, green-faced monsters, he wonders: Are they going to eat me? The little one is so frightened that tears patter down, landing on a withered flower... The flower blooms again, and even starts to glow. Abyssal flowers revived? The troll tribe is in an uproar! The great elder gingerly lifts the little one as if he were a bomb: "Y-you... could you cry one more time?" The second priest trembles with all six hands: "This is a miracle!" The third general produces two hundred spirit fruits: "Baby, are you hungry?" The little one doesn’t know what an abyssal flower is. He only knows that after that, Big Uncle paints the house pink, Second Uncle takes turns feeding him with all six hands, and Third Uncle carries him around every day to show him off. Wow... can Nene really be loved by so many people? - The troll tribe has few children. They had waited so long for their young lord, Su Mi, only for him to be a sickly child with a terrible temper who couldn’t transform. That is, until a half-blood angel knocked on the door. The little one's face is soft and pale, his baby voice gentle. "Um, can Nene stay in the corner?" The boy with horns like a ram and a leopard's tail coldly picks up the little one and carries him back to a solid-gold bed two hundred square meters in size. "The cat bed is mine. You can sleep here from now on." Later, the little one looks timidly at the three-meter-tall demon leopard. You trolls call this a cat? But... it's a leopard! Nene wants a hug! Flapping his lopsided little wings, the little one stumbles toward him: "Mimi~!" Su Mi, whose species has suddenly been changed: "?" When the demons see Nene playing on Su Mi's original form like a slide, they assume the little tyrant is about to fly into a rage and prepare for battle with all eight hands. But Su Mi, though expressionless, is wagging his tail behind him so hard it’s almost a propeller. ...Wait, young lord, that’s not what troll tails are for! - The northern troll tribe has gained a beloved little one who can not only make withered abyssal flowers bloom again, but also cure their young lord's terminal illness. The little one's fame grows, and the southern demon tribe can’t sit still. Their leader spreads his raven wings and comes to snatch the child, full of fury. When he sees the familiar half of a snow-white dove's wing, his pupils contract. Bloody, glorious memories come rushing back. Before the demon leader can approach, the child of his family's mortal enemy suddenly appears and sweeps the angel away with his tail. His own biological child is hugging that little tyrant's tail and giggling. The demon leader grits his teeth. "You little brat, you've got another five hundred years before you can steal my child!" The demon leopard takes half a step back, tightening his tail around the little angel in his arms. A threatening growl rumbles in his throat. That is his one and only treasure. Nobody is taking him away. Theme: Stand on your own feet.