Blood... That's the first thing Theodore tasted in his mouth as he gradually lost both his consciousness, then pain came after as he felt his back burn from the bullets as they twist and stopped inside his body,

Theodore struggled to break free but cannot fight back as he slowly loses control of his body from the lack of blood flow,

He looked around and saw a van come up as a woman dressed up in a cocky fashion got out of it

She looked at him with a smug qnd said "you shouldn't have messed with people like me~, hmph!" after what she said a gunshot was heard, he wasn't even able to comprehend what happened as finally closes his eyes and never opened them....

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[Greece\\ Village of Hoperri\\ 189 BC]

The place was filled with mists and it could be seen as it passes through everything in an ethereal manner, a few minutes before full dawn; the sunrise just beyond the forest, a figure carrying what seemed to be an infant came out of the forest.

'Where am I?' the soul asked as it feels uncomfortable in his body, '.... Who am I?' he thought as he felt the huge hands that carrying him 'are.... No, I'm just....' small, that's what he concluded.

Then... He remembered.

'Why was I such a bad person?'

Weirdly enough, he didn't have the same perspective of his old self did as if he was a different person. He kept remembering his old life and every time he sees it he kept asking '....was I like that?.... Was I really a bad person?' he kept asking and regretting his past mistakes but in a way he felt like he was never that type of person.

'Could I even be forgiven?' though he targeted rich people, he still made fun of normal people who were mostly innocent and had good intentions, he disliked others preferences in his past life and considered that his were absolute.

'... I.. I'm sorry for--' his thoughts were stopped as felt that he was put down on some hard stone floor, he thought he would be left for dead, until the light of dawn shows that he was in front of a run down house and the person who brought him there was... an [Angel]

"Such a shame that my offspring... Is that of norm" the angel said with it's disordered voice. He looked at the angel, could see the disappointment in the angel's eyes.

"I'm quite sure you would have been born as a nephilim, pathetic.... You're just a waste of breath... Just rot" the [Watcher] said as looked at the infant menacingly as if it was thinking whether to kill him.

'What....' Theodore look dreaded, and he subconsciously coo`ed in an uncomfortable tone that turned into pleading cry mixed with coo`es and to the watcher it was like the infant was begging not to be killed.

"Oh my~ well I could spare you... Ah, almost forgot" The [Watcher] said as his fingers glow in a light that radiates heat, leaned down and wrote something in Greek letters on the stones floor [His name is David]

"I guess that's all.... Farewell, I hope we don't meet again" the fallen angel said as his wings span, then he flew away.

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(this is a teaser)

(Please comment down the mistakes I made, so I can improve. Also if you ask why this is different from those classical mythology, then my answer is that this is a mix world, same idea different interpretation.

I'm trying to aim for that Lore Olympus stuff; where I twist mythology in my way for the story but still staying in the same ideas as those mythology.)