Chapter two.

"This is what I truly look like"

I gazed upon the beauty of her eyes that look like saucers. I don't know if it was love at first sight, or if it was the fact that she was the Daughter of Christ, but my heart started to tremble causing me to start breathing through my mouth.

"Do not be scared. I'm not here to take." She said.

How could it be possible? I never knew Jesus had a sister. At that time I didn't know what to do.

"W-why are you here? Did I do something?" I said.

"Not at all. I am here to rapture when the time comes. I was sent down to this world to rule over it since this world is beginning to become hell itself. You are the first person that believes me, therefore I shall allow you to be my prince."

As soon as I heard those words excitement  ran through my veins, but still I felt scared deep down my heart.

"Is there any reason why your scared?" She said walking to my arm reach.
"You don't have to be my Prince if you don't want to.

"But I do want to. I just don't know what will happen when I succeed in becoming your Prince."

"Nothing will happen. You will just be sinless that's all"

All I wanted to do was to just hug her for a long period of time, but I didn't want her to think of me as a weird person. I slowly began to walk closer to her, but before I placed my first foot forward she walked up close to me, looking into my eyes, causing me to blush.

"If you want a hug you can have one." She said, "There is nothing wrong with hugging someone you like."

At that moment I realized that she could probably read my mind, or that it was a coincidence that she knew exactly what I was thinking about. She then wrapped her arms around my body.



I don't know why



But I felt like crying.



I don't know if it was from joyfulness or from life long depression... or both.

"Don't cry." She said, "Why are you crying?"

"I don't know." I said silently crying with tears running down my face, one after the other.

All my life I've been searching, for someone to love me for who I am but I never found the right one. But now, the daughter of Christ is standing before me with her arms wrapped around me. Maybe that's the reason why I'm crying... From joyfulness... If only I could be her lover, but for now... I am truly blessed.

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