1 CHAPTER O. FAKE-OUT PROTAG.

'She' was in a dark place — in one of the many pockets of the man who stole her small ship. She had crash-landed on Earth and finally awoke. With no way of knowing when she would leave, she did an internal scan of herself. To her surprise, multiple different programs and circuits have been damaged. She decided to open up her emergency system since she wasn't trained on how to deal with a situation like this.

"What is my Classification?"

Beta-Model #B2-0009. Type B-Beta Angel Humanoid: [Argus].

"What is my mission?"

[Retrieving «Mission Assignment» from God Shiva]

. . . . . . . . . . «Error» . . . . . . . . . . . . .

[«Memory Bank» has been severely damaged . . . . . «Repressed Personality» has also been severely damaged. Returning to «Original» Personality, is this okay? This will help slowly restore used energy.]

"Yes…"

[Personality from first creation has been successfully restored! Would you like to use the leftover energy to fix «Memory Bank»?]

"Yes…"

[«Memory Bank» couldn't be restored! No more energy . . . shutting . . . down . . .]

"No, wait! I-I don't know what to do…"

Tears pricked Argus' bright orange-red eyes now that she was alone. She had never felt this emotion before — no, she wasn't allowed to feel this emotion. She didn't know or remember anything, now that she was on Earth. All she remembered were the words, 'Planet EiRian.'

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A woman with small flimsy wings flew down from the clear staircase that was in the middle of a bright blue sky. She couldn't stay up for too long, so she jumped from one stair to the other. In her hand was a square iridescent crystal with a huge question mark on a black and white photo of Argus.

"God Shiva….?"

She entered a large cage with an equally large bed. There were several women in this cage doing many different tasks. The women with large wings on their backs, surrounded God Shiva, pushing their chest onto his strong arms. Women without wings were cleaning the ground and doing chores to keep the cage spotless.

The difference between pure Angeldroids and Angel Humanoids was tremendous. It was quite easy to tell who was who. Angeldroids had wings on their back, no matter what material they were made out of. Their ears were made out of robotic material and the shape varied from each Angeldroids. The Angel Humanoids had feathery, fluffy ears that looked like small wings. They can't fly at all and are considered inferior models — especially to God Shiva.

"Ah, hello, Seiran. What news do you bring about my troublesome son?" God Shiva asked with a sultry tone. He took a sip of his wine, quickly making a disgusted expression.

"Something wrong God Shiva?" A random Angeldroid asked worriedly. All of the women turned once she brought attention to him. Seiran looked away, knowing exactly what would happen next.

Someone was about to die — especially an Angel Humanoid.

God Shiva jumped off his large bed, his massive wings helping him float down. His long dark yellow hair was covering his expression. Fear spread to all the Angel Humanoids, they averted their gaze not wanting to be turned to dust. He scowled in the random direction of a Humanoid who was holding a broom. His pupils shrank in his eyes because of how angry he was.

"So why did you serve me inadequate wine?"

Her whole body shook as she tried to find the words, "I-I wasn't the one—"

All God Shiva did was just point at her quaking body and she exploded into a pile of bloodied feathers. Her white and black bodysuit laid in her feathery remains. He turned to the other Humanoids, causing them all to flinch in unison.

"You stupid wingless chickens. You all can't fly, can't use Abilities without technology, can barely be sent on missions…. Now you're telling me, you dumb bitches can't even serve me wine?" God Shiva scowled at all of them, "Get out of my sight." He spat.

They all hurriedly left the cage just leaving the Angeldroids and Seiran. God Shiva sighed, throwing his glass on the ground. He then smiled at Seiran like he didn't just kill someone.

"Now then, what news do you bring me?"

"Angel Humanoid Beta-Model #B2-0009, known as 'Argus', system has gone offline. We have little to no idea if her ship has landed on Earth or not." Seiran explained, looking at her screen. "We may need to start sending out Angeldroids. No matter what model Angel Humanoid, they can't seem to make it out of Planet EiRian."

"We can't!" God Shiva's voice bounced off the cage, scaring the Angeldroids on his bed. "He'll know— My son will know I'm after him! Damn him!! Why are all these Humanoids so incompetent!?" He pulled the top of his shiny, golden hair trying to think. "I worked on Argus for so long… just for her to die without making it on Earth!?"

"Your son…. He goes by Ryuma Sakuragami on Earth now, right?"

God Shiva didn't answer Seiran's obvious question. He was too busy throwing a tantrum about another failed attempt at reaching Earth.

Seiran turned to face the bright and clear skies of EiRian. She clasped her hands together, praying that Argus was still alive somehow.

"Ryuma….. Please, come back to your father."

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"Achoo!"

"Gross! Gross! Don't sneeze all over my PC like that!" A young male with sickly pale skin and dark circles under his eyes yelled. He moved his hands at an incredible pace trying to kill the final boss on one of his many screens.

"It's not my fault if someone's talking bad about me, Ichigo."

"Don't even. You know it's probably some beautiful girl from another Planet talking about you, Ryuma."

"Haha! Another Planet? You've been playing too many games. Speaking of which—" Ryuma bent down to unplug Ichigo's PC.

"What the hell!!?"

"We have school! You haven't been to class in five days! I did what I had to do! Now hurry up and put on your Gakuran jacket! It's so stuffy in here…."

Ryuma opened up the dusty old window. It was morning in the small town of Tenkuumi. A lonely town up in the mountains and hills where it's famous for its amazing view of the sky.