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religions almost identical to the ones this one does. We even had similar concepts of good and evil supernatural beings, which is how the naming ended up being so convenient. But, as those religions faded, he ended up being a god to the people there in his own right. After all, thousands of years before you were born, he had already achieved something incredible. He created the perfect human: a being who didn’t age, get sick, grow fat or suffer from any health problems. It didn’t matter what this new man ate or what he did or didn’t do. He would always have the perfect body, sculpted like a Greek deity. Our father’s creations, modeled and perfected from the DNA of normal humans, were also almost infinitely kind and patient with humanity. It caused people to jokingly call them ‘angels’ as they stood above man in every way. Of course, there was still a hitch. You have watched B-movies from the science fiction genre, right?”
    “Yes . . .” Darwin already knew exactly where this was going. It wasn’t hard at all to guess what would happen next, but he still needed to hear the details. “But go on. Please do explain how this leads to me going insane.”
    “Sure, sure,” she said, taking a deep breath.
    Both he and Charles were listening intently to the story she was telling. He had a feeling from the way Charles didn’t react at all that this wasn’t the first time he had heard the story, but the man’s eyes still gleamed with curiosity. It was as if he were searching out the wording for any new pieces of information that he didn’t pick up on during the last however many telling’s.
    “You see,” she continued, “the first two or three hundred years, these kind, immortal beings raised families, built homes and integrated themselves slowly into every community. They did everything they could to make the world better. But as time passed, one by one, they eventually returned to the country of their creator. Years passed, and the population of the country naturally shifted until it was comprised almost entirely of angels. Procedures were even done to gradually convert the children of normal human citizens of the country into angels.
    “Then, after centuries passed, the people of other countries started to covet the angels’ wealth, prosperity, and immortality. Cursing them, people began to say that the angels’ charity was nothing more than misguided pity, and that, if they really wanted to make a difference, they should share everything. People said that if the creator could make himself and his children immortal, he should do the same for them too.
    “When it finally reached the point of war, it was disastrous for the angels. They weren’t the type to commit violence at all. In fact, the idea of ending a human life was so offensive to them that the first angel to kill someone in combat ended up shooting himself later out of guilt. That’s when the creator used something in his technology to tweak the angels. He made them into killers. After the adjustments, every angel over thirty years old, which was an incredible number of them, became faster, stronger and better at warfare than any of the best-trained military personnel from the opposing countries. At first, these modifications resulted in the angels slaughtering their enemies . . . but then the war took a dark turn.
    “What started out as small tweaks became big changes, and the men who had gone to battle, who had tasted blood for the first time . . . they became cursed. They started to kill each other after the battlefield was cleared of enemies, and what began as a one-sided slaughter of humans, slowly turned into crazed angels murdering anything and everything in sight. When a group of young male angels who hadn’t gone insane yet saw what was happening, they went to the creator to seek guidance and help. Unfortunately, he was already affected by the curse and ended up killing several of his own children before dying in a brutal fight