There was a myth once.
Legend had it that there would be an extraordinary person that would become an angel, bring peace, and conquer his enemies. Of course, had it.
It eventually faded away into nothing more than rumour, with people blowing it off as a fairy tale, ignorance, bliss, unimportant. And so this legend faded away from every single record known to man.
Which is what made Echizen's day extremely weird.
I had this nice dream that I was flying... che, it was so nice, then this damned alarm clock had to go and destroy it into pieces. He looked over at the alarm clock, glaring at how it had to wake him up so that he could be at school for morning practice. Sighing, he pulled back the douve to get out of bed, and then did a double-take. He looked at the clock again.
ANGEL was not a number.
Ryoma blinked. I must be hallucinating... last I checked, my alarm clock didn't transform itself into a messaging machine...He rubbed his eyes and looked again. The clock now said 0638. Yup, hallucinating. Wait. WHAT?
Fast forward to morning practice, and things just get stranger.
It was an overcast day outside, and Ryoma had no intention of actually working. He lazed around the tennis courts, played unenthusiastically like usual, and was about to serve when a ray of light hit him. Startled, he dropped the ball. Fuji looked at him suspisciously.
"Echizen, is everything all right?" Fuji had opened his eyes.
"No... why did the sun come out all of a sudden?" As if It decided to aim for my eyes...
"Uh, are you ok? It's overcast... there is no sun right now. Nothing."
What? Panicing, Ryoma turned around. It was overcast in the sky.
Except for that one random light spot that happened to be shining on him. This cant be happening; am I really hallucinating that much today? "Echizen!"
"What? Yea, yea... I'm fine... Just feeling a bit dizzy." This cannot be normal.
And it definitely didn't seem normal to Echizen, as throughout the day he noticed that the sun was constantly shining down on him, but nobody else could see it. I must really be going crazy, Ryoma thought.
Of course, it had to get much, much stranger. Ryoma was walking home, when suddenly the sun that nobody else could see got brighter. Much brighter.
And when Ryoma opened his eyes he was no longer on the sidewalk.
The clouds floated around him, birds chirping, and OH FUCK, HOW AM I NOT FALLING FROM THE SKY RIGHT NOW?
Because there was nothing supporting him.
He was floating in the air. Weightless. Free.
And that strong beam of sun was still on him.
That's when he realized, I have wings...