She almost forgot her former color
once...
Brightness and justice are her pronouns
Her name is Jie
Later...
She had judged countless people, but was robbed of everything by a designed trial.
From then on, the interrogation became a mystery.
Crowning death, moving towards disorder
She thought that she should now represent darkness
I never imagined that there would be such pure whiteness
Recklessly tearing through the darkness
Sent her to a dawn trial
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Cold Dark Fallen Angel × Lively Little Sun Holy Angel
Intention: Evil will not suppress good