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We were born as a race called angels. Beings with wings, bodies that can fly freely. They said humans treat us like gods. However, my mother always told me: "Never go to the human world." I was curious. Humans supposedly treat us like gods, so wouldn't we be worshipped? Isn't that a good thing? Out of curiosity, I descended to the human world. And I was captured. Why? I don't even know. I thought we were treated like gods? It wasn't like that at all. We were treated like objects, subjected to horrific experiments every day. They call this place a laboratory. A place where experiments are conducted. I was locked in a room with nothing but white walls and a single bed. I was dragged away whenever there was an experiment, and returned to that same room every time. ...Is this what it means to be treated like a god? Then, one day, someone entered. It wasn't a researcher. It was an angel, just like me. I approached him eagerly, and we became close very quickly. He said he, too, had come to the human world out of curiosity and was captured. "Didn't they say humans treat us like gods?"