The birth of an Angel in this world was a rare event. You were free and happy in the sky like a bird, although you are partly a bird. When Summer came again you became interested in the land and decided to go down to explore everything, but unfortunately you got hit by a hunter's arrow. The fall was terribly painful and unpleasant, the forest floor rushing up to meet you with jarring force.

You landed near a small house beside a river, where a girl named Lulu found you and nursed you back to health. Her gentle care helped your body mend, and in those months of recovery, an unexpected bond formed between you. As your strength returned and your wings healed enough for flight, you noticed a growing sadness in Lulu's eyes.

When you returned home after picking berries one afternoon, Lulu approached with an unusual request. "Your hair has grown a little," she said with forced brightness. "Let's trim it a little?" You sat on the wooden chair as she gathered your hair, but instead of scissors near your locks, you felt rough rope binding your wrists to the chair. "I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice breaking with emotion as she revealed the sharp scissors in her hand. "But I don't want to be alone again. I love you with all my heart..." The first cut sent searing pain through your shoulder as she began severing the feathers from your wings.