The angels did not choose to plunder or kill, but instead sheltered the weak humankind, offering them guidance.
"Humankind is a fragile life form, but within their souls lies boundless potential.
"From humankind, angels understood what is good and what is evil."
The scenes on the mural became more complex and colorful.
Under the guidance of the angels, humankind also began to forge their own prosperity.
Soon, cities belonging to humankind rose on the earth, their scale even surpassing the Royal City in heaven.
However, humankind did not forget gratitude; they regarded angels as gods and built incomparably splendid cathedrals for them in the city.
"But the development of humankind was too rapid; each day new doubts awaited the guidance of angels, yet the angels gradually found themselves unable to provide answers."
The mural's tone turned somber.
The civilization of humankind grew ever larger, and so did the problems.
Catastrophes, famine, disease, even internal strife and war.
People wept due to misfortune, committed crimes due to desire, and fought due to divisions.
They hated each other, slaughtered each other.
"Why can't I be as rich as him?"
"Why can she live so happily?"
"Clearly he is wrong, I am right, yet why does no one listen to me?"
More and more "whys" were thrown towards the sky, people's cries mixed into a demonic sound from the Abyss.
Countless pairs of hands were raised high, tears mixed with blood spilled on the earth.
Angel Lord—God, please tell me why?
The angels on the mural also gradually appeared fatigued, and the holy Radiance seemed to dim.
"Countless evils burgeoned on earth, causing humankind unspeakable anguish, seeking help from the angels, but the angels found no answers and were equally troubled."
On the mural, four immensely large white wings spread open, and below were countless prostrating Winged People.
"Thus, the angels decided to inquire of the true God, decide to call upon Divine Wisdom."
The angels also raised their hands high, yearning for the guidance of Divine Wisdom.
"God, what must be done to bring happiness to humankind? What must be done to eradicate the infinite evil on earth?"
In the long years awaiting an answer, one of God's wings was painted black.
"God gave His answer."
On the mural, a vague towering figure overlooked below, letting interpreters feel the shock across dimensions.
"The Original Sin of humankind is birth, their spirit is the source of evil—to eradicate this evil, the root of all humankind must be changed.
"Angels will not do evil, for you are born with the goodness of Magic Power.
"Thus, as long as humankind also possesses this inherent goodness, they will be able to attain happiness."
God's answer manifested, and the scenes within the mural changed accordingly. Original content can be found at novel{f}ire.net
At the center of the scene appeared a human mother, who bore a child with a small single wing. That tiny white wing emitted a soft Radiance, seemingly heralding a brand new Hope.
Many angels and humans were delighted and encouraged by this.
They gathered around the child, smiles on their faces full of hope.
But in one corner of the mural, several angels stood in the shadows, appearing out of place.
The Noble Lady's gaze fell on the next part of the mural, and then she paused.
A large section of the mural ahead was covered in cracks, the text entirely worn out, rendering the depicted content completely indistinguishable.
The Noble Lady frowned, walked to the end of the mural, then her expression froze.
Countless angels with black wings, crazed expressions, were charging towards other angels with pure white wings.
Flames, blood, broken feathers, slaughter and Break the Void filled the entire scene.
"—A war between angels and angels?"
It was after this war of angels that the Royal City was destroyed.
3.7. Ordinary Citizen
10. Great Success/Extreme Failure
[The Noble Lady received [] points of Spirit damage]
D100+30=d100(100)+30=130