Noch' za nashimi spinami - Rigbi El

When you kill your partner, it's hard to get through. If you lose your wings with him, it's almost impossible to survive. I'm still not sure I could. And I know for sure that death wasn't accidental.
Secrets are locked in an old diary. Secrets are hidden by politicians for whom I and everyone who replaced my family are dangerous monsters. The mysteries are whispered by the Dead Angels, who descend from the sky every night.
We're looking for answers. Sooner or later we will find every single one, no matter how much we interfere. Maybe the latter will bring at least a little peace, and maybe only a hungry destructive flame that will destroy us and everything we protect.
Because some streets of our city even during the day lead to darkness, and some of its secrets are better not to unravel.