IV. New arrival in the worst possible way. For Kohaku.
To say Kohaku was confused would be an understatement of immortal proportions. Like Madam Hisui, Kohaku had defied God and had fled Heaven without permission after having fallen in love with someone who wasn't an Angel like them. The Angel Masters had come down to Earth under orders to give Kohaku and Hisui one last chance to come back to Heaven, and to pass on their punishments if they refused. Madam Hisui refused and was stripped of status as an Angel Master and banished from Heaven. Which was more of a gift than a punishment, all things considered. Kohaku had turned, waiting to hear what punishment would be coming for the one who like Hisui had fallen in love and come to earth against God's commands. Kohaku's eyes closed, awaiting punishment, hoping... deep within.... that god would be kind and that the punishment would be the same. Kohaku would give anything at all to be allowed to stay with Shuichiro. Especially now that he finally had a wish that Kohaku could grant.
But the words never came. Kohaku's eyes opened slowly, then widened. No longer was Kohaku in full form with long wings flowing freely. The Angel was now in cherubim form despite the bright sun. More, Kohaku's wings seemed to be gone. And without them just standing was a difficult task. This form wasn't really meant for much use. Generally Angels only wound up in this form at night, and then only until they learned enough spells to keep their full form at all times. And Kohaku always had wings. But the worst thing of all...
Kohaku seemed to be alone in a strange place. No Shuichiro. No Hisui. No Angel Masters. No one. Alone, tiny, unable to fly, and as Kohaku soon found out, without spells. Not even a single cantrip. The small Angel plopped down on a bubble butt and started to bawl. Large sloppy tears ran down a chubby angelic face. If not for the crying., Kohaku looked like a baby doll. The sort of thing you'd pick up and give to your child. If that child happened to be a pudgy infant, Kohaku would even be of a size with the child. Which was part of why those little baby fat legs couldn't keep the Angel upright very well....
Kohaku | Wish | Book 4 spoilers.
To say Kohaku was confused would be an understatement of immortal proportions. Like Madam Hisui, Kohaku had defied God and had fled Heaven without permission after having fallen in love with someone who wasn't an Angel like them. The Angel Masters had come down to Earth under orders to give Kohaku and Hisui one last chance to come back to Heaven, and to pass on their punishments if they refused. Madam Hisui refused and was stripped of status as an Angel Master and banished from Heaven. Which was more of a gift than a punishment, all things considered. Kohaku had turned, waiting to hear what punishment would be coming for the one who like Hisui had fallen in love and come to earth against God's commands. Kohaku's eyes closed, awaiting punishment, hoping... deep within.... that god would be kind and that the punishment would be the same. Kohaku would give anything at all to be allowed to stay with Shuichiro. Especially now that he finally had a wish that Kohaku could grant.
But the words never came. Kohaku's eyes opened slowly, then widened. No longer was Kohaku in full form with long wings flowing freely. The Angel was now in cherubim form despite the bright sun. More, Kohaku's wings seemed to be gone. And without them just standing was a difficult task. This form wasn't really meant for much use. Generally Angels only wound up in this form at night, and then only until they learned enough spells to keep their full form at all times. And Kohaku always had wings. But the worst thing of all...
Kohaku seemed to be alone in a strange place. No Shuichiro. No Hisui. No Angel Masters. No one. Alone, tiny, unable to fly, and as Kohaku soon found out, without spells. Not even a single cantrip. The small Angel plopped down on a bubble butt and started to bawl. Large sloppy tears ran down a chubby angelic face. If not for the crying., Kohaku looked like a baby doll. The sort of thing you'd pick up and give to your child. If that child happened to be a pudgy infant, Kohaku would even be of a size with the child. Which was part of why those little baby fat legs couldn't keep the Angel upright very well....