31 January 2013
An angel can earn wings and do well to all.
Until one night when everything started to fall.
The monsters took over and ripped off her wings.
For now she was nothing, just a harmful living thing.
Revenge is what she craved although it never came
Until one night when woken by a beautiful bright sight,
She got the idea of changing the game
A certain lust for evil for she has and always will be changed.
Game Change • Opuss № I