My name is Angel. Angel Blase. I've never been sure what I am, what I'm supposed to be. My ancestry hounds me every step, trying to tell me the life I should live. There is only so much you can run before your legs start to tire and you collapse. But I have a long way to run before I get tired enough to die. I am Angel Blase. I am the Guardian Angel of Humanity. (OC, Spoilers.)