Ignorant humans say that angels descend to save mankind.

The one who remembers the heavens.

A being who remembers even the times when countless angels were born, disappeared, and lost their names and meanings of existence. The one who rejected divine glory and instead took the hands of young angels, guiding them to the right path and teaching them how to spread their wings.

Strangely, lost souls drift toward this angel. The angel does not stare at the souls, nor does he comfort them. He simply swims through the sea at a distance, leaving behind a single word of unknown meaning.