Ps. Don't bother reading or translating the wing dings. The translation will be below it. I hope you like it! Also short chapter alert. Sowwy.

☜☠❄☼✡ ☠🕆💣👌☜☼ ✁🕮🖂🖴✏

☠⚐🕈 ❄☟✌❄ ❄☟☜ ☞☜💣✌☹☜ ☟🕆💣✌☠ ✋💧 ☹✋✞✋☠☝ 🕈✋❄☟ 🕆💧📪 ✋ 👍✌☠ ☼☜💧☜✌☼👍☟ ❄☟☜ 👌☹✌👍😐 ❄☟✋☠☝ ⚐☠ ☟☜☼ 👌✌👍😐📬

✋ 💧❄✌☼❄☜👎 🕈✋❄☟ 💧✋💣🏱☹✡ ⚐👌💧☜☼✞✋☠☝ ☟☜☼📪 ❄☼✡✋☠☝ ❄⚐ 💧☜☜ ✋☞ 💧☟☜🕯👎 🕈☜✌☼ 💧⚐💣☜❄☟✋☠☝ ❄☟✌❄ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎 ☼☜✞☜✌☹ 💣⚐☼☜ ⚐☞ ❄☟✌❄ ❄☟✋☠☝📬 💧☟☜🕯💧 ✞☜☼✡ 🏱✌☼❄✋👍🕆☹✌☼ ✌👌⚐🕆❄ ☟☜☼ ⚐🕆❄☞✋❄ ✌☠👎 ☠☜✞☜☼ 👍☟⚐⚐💧☜💧 ⚐☠☜ ❄☟✌❄ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎 ☼☜✞☜✌☹ ❄⚐ 💣🕆👍☟📪 ✋☞ ✌☠✡❄☟✋☠☝📬

❄☟✌❄ 🕈✌💧 ✌ ☞✌✋☹🕆☼☜📬

✋☠ 👌☜❄🕈☜☜☠ 💣✡ 🕈⚐☼😐 ✌☠👎 ❄✋💣☜ ✌❄ ☟⚐💣☜ ✋ ❄☼✋☜👎 ❄⚐ 💧☜✌☼👍☟ ✌☠✡❄☟✋☠☝ 💧✋💣✋☹✌☼ ❄⚐ ✋❄📬 ☝⚐✋☠☝ ☞☼⚐💣 ❄☟☜ ☹✌👌 ✌👍❄💧📪 ❄☟☼⚐🕆☝☟ ❄☟☜ 👎🕆💣🏱📪 ❄⚐ ❄☟☜ ☹✋👌☼✌☼✡ ✋☠ 💧☠⚐🕈👎✋☠📬

❄☟☜ ☞✋☼💧❄ ☼☜💧☜✌☼👍☟ 👎✋👎☠🕯❄ ☝✋✞☜ 💣☜ ✌☠✡ 🕆💧☜☞🕆☹ ✋☠☞⚐☼💣✌❄✋⚐☠ 🕈☟✌❄💧⚐☜✞☜☼📪 👌🕆❄ ❄☟☜ 💧☜👍⚐☠👎 ✌☠👎 ❄☟✋☼👎 ⚐☠☜ ☝✌✞☜ 💣☜ 💧⚐💣☜ ✋☠❄☜☼☜💧❄✋☠☝ ✋☠☞⚐☼💣✌❄✋⚐☠💧📬

✋☠ ❄☟☜ 👎🕆💣🏱📪 ✋ ☞⚐🕆☠👎 🕈☟✌❄ ☹⚐⚐😐☜👎 ☹✋😐☜ ✌ 👌⚐⚐😐📪 ☞🕆☹☹ ⚐☞ 🕈☟✌❄ 💧☜☜💣☜👎 ❄⚐ 👌☜ 👎✋☞☞☜☼☜☠❄ ☟🕆💣✌☠ 🏱✌☼❄💧 🕈✋❄☟ 💣✌☠✡ 👎✋☞☞☜☼☜☠❄ 🏱✋👍❄🕆☼☜💧 👍✌☹☹☜👎 ❄✌❄❄⚐⚐💧📬
✌💧 ✋ ☹⚐⚐😐☜👎 ❄☟☼⚐🕆☝☟ ❄☟☜ 👌⚐⚐😐 ✋ ☞⚐🕆☠👎 ✌☠ ✋☠❄☜☼☜💧❄✋☠☝ ⚐☠☜📪 ✋❄ 🕈✌💧 ⚐☠ ❄☟☜ ☟🕆💣✌☠💧 👌✌👍😐📬 🕈✋☠☝💧📬 ☝✋✌☠❄ 🕈✋☠☝💧 ⚐☠ ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈☟⚐☹☜ 👌✌👍😐📬

✋ 🕈⚐☠👎☜☼ ✋☞ ✋❄🕯💧 ❄☟✌❄📪 👌🕆❄ ✋☞ ✋❄ 🕈✌💧📪 ❄☟☜☠ 💧☟☜ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎☠🕯❄ ☟✌✞☜ ❄⚐ ☟✋👎☜ ✋❄📬

✌☞❄☜☼ 💣✡ ☞✋☠👎📪 ✋ 🕈☜☠❄ ❄⚐ ⚐🕆☼ ☹✋👌☼✌☼✡ ❄⚐ ☼☜💧☜✌☼👍☟ ✌☠✡❄☟✋☠☝ ✋ 👍⚐🕆☹👎 ☞✋☠👎 ✌👌⚐🕆❄ ☟🕆💣✌☠💧 ✌☠👎 ☟🕆💣✌☠📫☹✋😐☜ 👍☼☜✌❄🕆☼☜💧📬

✋ ☞⚐🕆☠👎 ☠⚐❄☟✋☠☝ ✋☠❄☜☼☜💧❄✋☠☝ ☞⚐☼ ✌☹💣⚐💧❄ 🗄 ☟⚐🕆☼💧 ✌☠👎 ✋ 🕈✌💧 ☼☜✌👎✡ ❄⚐ 💧✋💣🏱☹✡ ☝✋✞☜ ✋☠📬 ✌☞❄☜☼ ✌☹☹ ✋❄ 👍⚐🕆☹👎 ⚐☠☹✡ 👌☜ ✌☠ ☜💣👌✌☼☼✌💧💧✋☠☝ 💧👍✌☼ 💧☟☜ 👎⚐☜💧☠🕯❄ 🕈✌☠❄ ❄⚐ 💧☟⚐🕈📬

☺🕆💧❄ ✌💧 ✋ 🕈✌💧 ✌👌⚐🕆❄ ❄⚐ ☹☜✌✞☜📪 ✌ 👌⚐⚐😐 👍✌🕆☝☟❄ 💣✡ ✋☠❄☜☼☜💧❄📬 ✋❄ ☹⚐⚐😐☜👎 ⚐☹👎📪 👍⚐💣🏱✌☼☜👎 ❄⚐ ⚐❄☟☜☼💧📬 🕈☟✌❄☜✞☜☼ 👍⚐☹⚐🕆☼ ✋❄ 🕈✌💧 👌☜☞⚐☼☜ 👎🕆☹☹☜👎 ⚐🕆❄📪 ☹☜✌✞✋☠☝ ❄☟☜ 👌⚐⚐😐 ✋☠ 👌☼⚐🕈☠✋💧☟📭☝☼✌✡✋💧☟ 👍⚐☹⚐🕆☼📬

✋ ❄⚐⚐😐 ✋❄ ⚐🕆❄ ✌☠👎 💧✌❄ 👎⚐🕈☠ ✌☝✌✋☠📪 ☹⚐⚐😐✋☠☝ ✌❄ ❄☟☜ ❄✋❄❄☹☜📬

✂✌☠☝☜☹💧📪 ❄☟☜ 💣🕆☼👎☜☼⚐🕆💧 👌☜✌🕆❄✡📬✂

✋❄ 💧🏱✌☼😐☜👎 💣✡ ✋☠❄☜☼☜💧❄📬 ✋ ❄☟⚐🕆☝☟❄ ❄☟✌❄ 🕈☜ 👎✋👎☠🕯❄ ☟✌✞☜ ✌☠✡ ✋☠☞⚐☼💣✌❄✋⚐💣 ✌👌⚐🕆❄ ❄☟☜💣📬 💣⚐💧❄ ⚐☞ ❄☟☜ 💣⚐☠💧❄☜☼💧 ❄☟✌❄ ☟✌👎 ✌ 👍⚐☠❄✌👍❄ 🕈✋❄☟ ❄☟☜💣 ☜✋❄☟☜☼ 👎✋☜👎 ❄☟✌❄ 👎✌✡📪 ⚐☼ 👎✋☜👎 ⚐🕆❄ ⚐☞ ⚐☹👎 ✌☝☜📬 ✋❄ 🕈✌💧 ✌ ☹⚐☠☝ ❄✋💣☜ ✌☝⚐ ✌☞❄☜☼ ✌☹☹📬

✋ 💧❄✌☼❄☜👎 ❄⚐ ☼☜✌👎 ✋❄📪 ☝☜❄❄✋☠☝ ☹⚐💧❄ ✋☠ ❄☟☜ 🏱✌☝☜💧 ✌☠👎 ❄✌😐✋☠☝ ✋☠ ✌💧 💣🕆👍☟ ✋☠☞⚐☼💣✌❄✋⚐☠ ✌💧 ✋ 👍✌☠📬

✂☺🕆💧❄ ☹✋😐☜ ✋☠ ✌ 😐✋☠☝👎⚐💣 ⚐☼ ✌☼💣✡📪 ✌☠☝☜☹💧 ☟✌✞☜ ✌ ☟✋☜☼✌☼👍☟✡📬 ❄☟☜ ☟✋☝☟☜☼ ❄☟☜ ✌☠☝☜☹ ✋💧📪 ❄☟☜ 💣⚐☼☜ ☝⚐☹👎 ❄☟☜✡ ☟✌✞☜ ⚐☠ ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈✋☠☝💧📬 ☞☼⚐💣 🕈☟✌❄ 🕈☜ 😐☠⚐🕈 ✌☠👎 ☠⚐❄✋👍☜👎 ❄☟☜ ☟✋☜☼✌☼👍☟✡ ☝⚐☜💧 ☹✋😐☜ ❄☟✋💧🖳

📫☠☜🕈☹✡ ☼☜👍☼🕆✋❄☜👎 ✌☠☝☜☹📬

❄☟☜✡ 👎⚐☠🕯❄ ☟✌✞☜ ✌☠✡ ☝⚐☹👎 ⚐☠ ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈✋☠☝💧📪 ❄☟☜✡🕯☼☜ 💧✋💣🏱☹✡ 🕈☟✋❄☜📬 ❄☟⚐💧☜ ✌☠☝☜☹💧 ☺🕆💧❄ 👌☜👍✌💣☜ ⚐☠☜ ✌☠👎 👎✋👎☠🕯❄ ☟✌✞☜ ✌☠✡ ❄☼✌✋☠✋☠☝ ✡☜❄📬

📫👍✌👎☜❄💧📬

❄☟⚐💧☜ ✌☼☜ ☝⚐✋☠☝ ❄☟☼⚐🕆☝☟ ❄☟☜ ❄☼✌✋☠✋☠☝📬 ❄☟☜✡ 💧❄✋☹☹ 👎⚐☠🕯❄ ☟✌✞☜ ✌☠✡ ☝⚐☹👎 ⚐☠ ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈✋☠☝💧📬 ☟⚐🕈 ❄☟☜✡ 👎✋👎 ✋☠ ❄☟☜ ❄☼✌✋☠✋☠☝ ✌☠👎 ☟⚐🕈 💣✌☠✡ 💧⚐🕆☹ ❄☼✌✋❄💧 ❄☟☜✡ ☝✌✋☠☜👎 🕈✋☹☹ ✌☞☞☜👍❄ ☟⚐🕈 ☟✋☝☟ ❄☟☜✡ 🕈✋☹☹ 👌☜📬

📫☞✋☝☟❄☜☼💧📬

❄☟⚐💧☜ ✌☼☜ 💧✋💣🏱☹☜ 💧⚐☹👎✋☜☼💧 ❄☟✌❄ ☞✋☝☟❄ 🕆☠👎☜☼ ❄☟☜ 👍⚐💣💣✌☠👎 ⚐☞ ☟✋☝☟☜☼ 🕆🏱💧📬 ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈✋☠☝💧 ☟✌✞☜ ☝⚐☹👎 ❄✋🏱💧📬

📫☟✋💧 ☝🕆✌☼👎💧📬

💣✌☠✡ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎 ❄☟✋☠😐 ❄☟✌❄ ❄☟☜✡ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎 👌☜ ❄☟☜ ☟✋☝☟☜💧❄ ✋☠ ❄☟☜ ☟✋☜☼✌☼👍☟✡📪 👌🕆❄ ✋❄🕯💧 ☠⚐❄ ☹✋😐☜ ❄☟✌❄📬 🕈☟☜☠ ✌☠☝☜☹ 👌☜👍⚐💣☜💧 ⚐☠☜ ❄☟☜✡ 👍✌☠🕯❄ ☝☜❄ ❄⚐ ❄☟☜ ☟✋☝☟☜☼ ⚐☠☜📬 ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈✋☠☝💧 ✌☼☜ ☹☜💧💧 ❄☟✌☠ ✌ ☟✌☹☞ ☝⚐☹👎📬

📫💧☜👍⚐☠👎 ☟✌☠👎 ☝☜☠☜☼✌☹📬

❄☟☜✡ ✌☼☜ ❄☟☜ 💧☜👍⚐☠👎 ☟✋☝☟☜💧❄ ✋☠ ☼✌☠😐💧 ✌☠👎 ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈✋☠☝💧 ✌☼☜ ☟✌☹☞☹✡ ☝⚐☹👎📬 ❄☟☜✡ ✌☼☜ ☺🕆💧❄ 👌☜☹☹⚐🕈 ❄☟☜ ☝☜☠☜☼✌☹💧 ✌☠👎 🕈☟☜☠ ❄☟☜ ☝☜☠☜☼✌☹ ⚐☞ ❄☟☜✋☼ 💧✈🕆✌👎☼⚐☠ 👎✋☜💧 ⚐☼ 👎☜👍✋👎☜👎 ❄⚐ ☼☜❄✋☼☜ ❄☟☜✡ 👌☜👍⚐💣☜ ❄☟☜ ☠☜🕈 ⚐☠☜📬

📫☝☜☠☜☼✌☹💧📬

❄☟☜ ☟✋☝☟☜💧❄ ☼✌☠😐📬 ❄☟☜ ☝☜☠☜☼✌☹💧 ☟✌✞☜ ❄☟☜✋☼ ⚐🕈☠ 💧✈🕆✌👎☼⚐☠ ❄⚐ 👍⚐💣💣✌☠👎 ✌☠👎 ❄☟☜✋☼ 🕈✋☠☝💧 ✌☼☜ ☟✌☹☞ ⚐☼ 💣⚐☼☜ ☝⚐☹👎📬 ❄☟☜ 💧❄☼⚐☠☝☜💧❄ ✌☠☝☜☹💧 ✌☠👎 💧👍✌☼✋☜💧❄📬 ✋☞ ☜👍⚐🕆☠❄☜☼☜👎📪 ☟✋👎☜ ✌☠👎 🏱☼☜✡ ❄☟☜✡ 🕈⚐☠🕯❄ ☞✋☠👎 ✡⚐🕆📬

✋ 🕈✌☠❄☜👎 ❄⚐ 👍⚐☠❄✋☠🕆☜ ❄☟☜ ☼☜✌👎✋☠☝📪 👌🕆❄ ❄☟☜ ☹✋👌☼✌☼✡ 🕈✌💧 👍☹⚐💧✋☠☝ ✌☠👎 ✋ 👍⚐🕆☹👎☠🕯❄ ❄✌😐☜ ❄☟☜ 👌⚐⚐😐 🕈✋❄☟ 💣☜📬

✋❄ 💣✋☝☟❄ ☠⚐❄ 👌☜ 🕆💧☜☞🕆☹ ❄⚐ 💣✡ ☼☜💧☜✌☼👍☟ ✌👌⚐🕆❄ ☎✡📭☠✆📪 👌🕆❄ ✋❄ 💣✋☝☟❄ 👌☜ 🕆💧☜☞🕆☹ ✋☞ 🕈☜ ☜✞☜☼ 💣☜☜❄ ❄☟☜💣 ✌☝✌✋☠📬

Entry number #&*;!

Now that the female human is living with us, I can research the black thing on her back.

I started with simply observing her, trying to see if she'd wear something that would reveal more of that thing. She's very particular about her outfit and never chooses one that would reveal to much, if anything.

That was a failure.

In between my work and time at home I tried to search anything similar to it. Going from the lab acts, through the dump, to the library in Snowdin.

The first research didn't give me any useful information whatsoever, but the second and third one gave me some interesting informations.

In the dump, I found what looked like a book, full of what seemed to be different human parts with many different pictures called tattoos.
As I looked through the book I found an interesting one, it was on the humans back. Wings. Giant wings on their whole back.

I wonder if it's that, but if it was, then she wouldn't have to hide it.

After my find, I went to our library to research anything I could find about humans and human-like creatures.

I found nothing interesting for almost 5 hours and I was ready to simply give in. After all it could only be an embarrassing scar she doesn't want to show.

Just as I was about to leave, a book caught my interest. It looked old, compared to others. Whatever colour it was before dulled out, leaving the book in brownish/grayish colour.

I took it out and sat down again, looking at the tittle.

"Angels, the murderous beauty."

It sparked my interest. I thought that we didn't have any informatiom about them. Most of the monsters that had a contact with them either died that day, or died out of old age. It was a long time ago after all.

I started to read it, getting lost in the pages and taking in as much information as I can.

"Just like in a kingdom or army, angels have a hierarchy. The higher the angel is, the more gold they have on their wings. From what we know and noticed the hierarchy goes like this:

-Newly recruited angel.

They don't have any gold on their wings, they're simply white. Those angels just became one and didn't have any training yet.

-cadets.

Those are going through the training. They still don't have any gold on their wings. How they did in the training and how many soul traits they gained will affect how high they will be.

-Fighters.

Those are simple soldiers that fight under the command of higher ups. Their wings have gold tips.

-HIS guards.

Many would think that they would be the highest in the hierarchy, but it's not like that. When angel becomes one they can't get to the higher one. Their wings are less than a half gold.

-Second hand General.

They are the second highest in ranks and their wings are halfly gold. They are just bellow the generals and when the general of their squadron dies or decided to retire they become the new one.

-Generals.

The highest rank. The generals have their own squadron to command and their wings are half or more gold. The strongest angels and scariest. If ecountered, hide and prey they won't find you.

I wanted to continue the reading, but the library was closing and I couldn't take the book with me.

It might not be useful to my research about (Y/n), but it might be useful if we ever meet them again.

"Fallen Angel-"

A/n

I hope you like the idea of Gaster notes as chapters sometimes. Thanks again for reading! Stay determinate! And I hope that you didn't wait to long for the chapter! :3

~Feniksiara