The Child From Heaven

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I heard the screams of a child outside of my door, and immediately ran to see what was happening. With just a thought, an invisible hand made of Mana opened the door for me, as I stepped out of my house to find something beyond my expectations.

A little girl… or a boy, not older than seven years of age in appearance, with pale white skin, long blonde hair, and silver-colored eyes was above the floor, covered on tattered, torn apart white clothes.

There was a half-broken halo floating over their head, and one feathered wing over their back, while the other was missing, and only a huge and terrifying wound was there, bleeding something resembling liquid gold.

"P-Please.. help… me…"

Tears flowed from their silver-colored eyes, a faint aura of divinity surging from their tattered body. I didn't know who they were, or why they were here but…

I would never hesitate to help a child in need.