Clare's life up to the present...

Since I can remember, I have always been an angel. Unlike humans, I was not born but created by the Creator, God, created as a teenager with ready knowledge but lacking any memories. Therefore, I spent my childhood happily in heaven until I matured mentally and identity-wise. I didn't have parents, but I had one who always took care of me. God was always able to find time for me and helped me with everything I wanted. I felt like his beloved daughter and never thought ill of him, always loving him.

Heavenly beings like me always had free will, but I could never understood why Lucifer would oppose by He Who Causes to Become. He and his team were cast down to hell like lightning. I understood that we winged creatures inhabiting heaven may been envious of humans who are particularly loved by the Creator, but that doesn't mean Lord doesn't love us. In addition, it would be hard to imagine how someone who loves me so much could do more for them, but does doing more for someone mean loving them more? I don't know, but I know for sure that Satan is selfish and loves attention. So when someone took it away from him, he got offended and manipulated angels to rebel. He was the beginning of everything evil, the father of lies, and everything ugly.

When I grew up enough that I no longer felt like a child, Supreme Being asked me if I wanted to help him. Because it was the first time he ever asked me for anything, I gladly agreed. That's how I got the task of being a guardian angel for John from the moment of his conception. I watched over him and protected him from all evil, making sure he was safe. God told me to look at him as a younger brother whom I should help, and I did so with pride. As the years passed, I became very close to him. All his failures were my failures, and all his successes were my successes. I knew all his interests, his flaws, and his virtues, what he liked and disliked. Even though I often didn't have time to closely examine his life, defending him from evil demons, I always treated him with love and pride for everything he did well.

He was my best friend, but I was sad that I could never communicate with him. Every time I tried to warn him not to sin or wanted to comfort him when he cried, he rarely prayed to me, mostly directing his prayers to Lord, which made me happy but also disappointed that he didn't know about me. And even when he found out, he didn't want to get to know me better. Every word he spoke to me during prayers made me feel like the happiest being alive.

A lot of time passed, and I couldn't imagine life without him. He was everything to me, defending him as if he were myself. John cried a lot throughout his life, was in a state of depression, and didn't know what to do. His dreams were unrealistic, and his goals were too big. When he was about to commit suicide, I cried like crazy, knowing it would end badly and he might end up in hell. God heard my cries and intervened as quickly as he could, miraculously saving his life and comforting me. He reassured me with words from above, understanding how much I cared for him, and made sure John would start living a life full of love for Him, not just empty words in prayers and rare attempts to do good.

It changed his life; he became a walking example of a holy person. But there was something he did that displeased God: he self-harmed for the good of others. He often spent nights exhausted but forced himself not to sleep, teaching about Lord on the internet, helping hundreds of people. He was overjoyed that he could sit for three nights and three days without sleep, drinking coffee and energy drinks to stay awake and help people as quickly as possible. Along with a lot of studying and tests at school, he exhausted himself, praying mainly for strength to continue, nothing else. God was pleased that he wanted good for him, but he was sorry that John forgot that he was loved by Him and by doing what he did, he risked death every day. The Holy Spirit, seeing how often he needed help, tried to help him as much as he could, but John, seeing that he was managing in these hellish conditions, didn't stop, motivating himself with every smile he brought to others.

For the first time, he walked happily, but I was worried about him. Every day could be his last, and to avoid worrying people, he covered his purple eyelids. He didn't eat healthily to give himself as much time as possible to help others. A strange man, no one except the people he helped online knew of his existence, but he didn't care. He didn't seek fame. In my eyes, he was a hero whom I deeply cherished in my heart. Seeing how he went from being on the brink of suicide to saving hundreds of lives, expecting nothing in return.

One night, however, he didn't wake up. It turned out he died of a heart attack in his sleep. The fear and reluctance to accept what had happened were so great that it took away my life. I couldn't live without him. After his death, God decided that he had to learn to love himself before he could enter heaven. Therefore, he sent him to purgatory and then transferred him to the planet Locfaiion, known for its terrible conditions. There was constant discrimination, disgust, hatred, envy, lust, and greed. It was a terrible place inhabited by at least a hundred billion beings from many different groups, and due to the various animosities between them, true peace was never achieved. Besides friends and families, people only cared about those they knew, and no one else.

However, I was comforted by the news that Lord gave him a chance. Although it might take millions of years for him to learn to love himself, that day will surely come. Suddenly, on a sad day for me, the Creator called me to him. When I saw his cheerful smile, I asked him if something had happened, and he replied that something good had happened. Intrigued, I finally cheered up and asked for details. When I heard that it was about John, I immediately focused and curiously asked him to tell me more.

Creator was immersed in joy. "I have a request that I feel only you can successfully fulfill," he said. I turned into a listener, carefully listening to what he had to say. Then God explained that he wanted to help John by giving him a system, but John asked for something else. He asked for a companion, so after some thought, Lord decided that I would be his companion. He also added that he would make me more human, although I was already very close to that, and give me the knowledge to be able to help John with the system, accompanying him and teaching him about love. However, God foresaw that I might immediately want to create a romantic relationship with John, so he said that you must first get to know each other better because he doesn't know me.

I received a request from Creator not to reveal that I know his entire life because I would probably scare him. John and I always dreamed of the same thing: being with someone all the time without exceptions, every second of life. The system offered by Lord finally allowed me to fulfill my dream with someone who dreamed of the same thing. The only thing that saddened me was his ignorance of how much I loved him, and not being able to say it because I would come off as creepy. I hoped I would make him fall in love with me soon...