My life has always been about others, never about me.
I was brought into this world for a reason that should never be, I am an abomination, a natural phenomenon which is strictly prohibited.
Humans know about us, to an extent.
For the wrong reasons, but they do.
My mother is an angel, my father is a demon.
Angels and demons however, aren't what you expect.
They have different jobs, both crucial to the functioning of the human world.
One isn't evil, one isn't good. Those concepts only exist on Earth, other than that, nothing is inherently good, or bad.
Demons rule passion, purification, destruction,closure, strength and rebirth.
Essential to human nature, and the planet and realm they live in.
Angels rule grief, courage, fertility, guidance, chaos, cohesion and time.
They're essential in every aspect, but they're destined to be apart.
An angel and a demon are specifically prohibited from loving each other, as it can disrupt the human balance and cycle.
All of the life changing events on earth were caused by a morphling being born.
I'm a morphling.
We're half angel and half demon. Morphlings are executed along with their parents if we're born, as they have enough power to change the path guided by the master guides, not only that, but humans are easily fooled by us as we can look like anyone we want.
I slipped through the cracks, because I was born at the same time as another morphling.
We have the name morphling because we can shapeshift.
I can't shapeshift the way morphlings usually do, nobody knows the raw appearance of a morphling, but I look like any normal person.
My name is Lorelai, and I've been raised in the human world, as a human, my whole life.
My father, Draven, was kicked out of the demonic realm for his rebellious ways, and I'm raised by him most of the time.
This is because once you're expelled, you're no better than a human.
That's how my mother and father met.
My mother, Mariangela, on a mission to guide people, stumbled upon my dad.
She thought he was human, but he acknowledged her.
People can't see angels unless they're in hiding, as humans.
They fell in love.
And I was born.
Things have never been perfect, I've always had to live in the dark, stay hidden.
I always will, until things change or I'm found and executed.
Day to day life consists of hiding between humans and hiding from angels.
I wonder what dad made for breakfast today.
I should get ready for school.