Even before I saw it, I buckled in my own imaginative realm. That's when I felt it, an awe inspiring aura. I saw someone walk towards my body from behind, in a sacred gait. Every step perfect, none unnecessary, no sounds from the footsteps. 

At that moment I understood, I never even knew how to walk. 

It-They had a pair of scarlet wings that matched their long hair, which were braided into a boho ponytail. Their figure was tall and imposing, their golden irises surrounded by two ring of the same red color like the wings. All these features embellished their pale white skin. 

This figure was pristine, more so than the brightest light I ever imagined. That's when it dawned on me, it was burned into me, the true meaning of what he had told me,  Adron Athav was a God.

Any morsel of self esteem I had, any achievements I was proud of, they were all obliterated...no, that would mean he made an effort to do so, they all simply crumbled by his mere presence. I literally felt like nothing, his pride, arrogance, all became justified. Now, I knew he wasn't arrogant in the least, if anything, he was being humble.

Our gazes met when he came to a stop right behind my body. His gaze was piercing. Even in my own mind, I subconsciously kneeled, not being able to lift my head back up to meet his eyes, every nerve in my brain screamed at me to show the utmost respect. 

What I saw was not real, I would never have believed if someone else explained it to me but the view in front of me made me change my understanding of "sacred" colossally. That's when his ethereal voice entered my ears, it was like a deaf hearing a sound for the first time.

"Not as barbaric as you imagined, huh, Steve?"

Adron Athav

I opened my eyes, feeling the sensation of the winds embracing my cheeks, the first physical sensation I felt in this world. I stood up, my movements as natural as they could ever be. This body, my body, had accepted me. 

I looked at the still surface of the water, Steve's appearance had changed due to me. His silver hair now shone gold and the eyes, they were heterochromatic, his usual emerald green color now surrounded a shining disc of gold.

The feeling of my power was nostalgic, though I was weak, the feeling of being a holy life form was very soothing for me. I was truly happy, for the first time since my arrival here, to have something, something that reaffirmed that I was an angel, a once denizen of heaven. 

All this time, I was slowly starting to doubt myself, I had started to think I was just a delusional ghost that clung to a human and rambled about being a mighty angel. Only sheer mental fortitude keeping me sane. 

Now, I was sure, I remembered vividly. I am Adron Athav, mighty denizen of the heavens, purger of evil, betrayed and sent to a lower realm. 

I felt something rushing down my cheek, I lifted my hand to touch it, it was a tear. I was crying? When was it that I last cried? 

It was right now that I realized I felt amiss not being at my home. I longed for the heavens, for One, the old man was the one who raised me, I maybe angry but never once did I hate him. In the end, I knew there was a reason he was doing this, nothing can be hidden from him, he knew I wasn't guilty.

I turned around to see hordes of birds and beasts grovel in front of me. The whole forest absolutely silent. 

I didn't restrain myself as much as I could because I knew the extent to which my powers were diminished was cosmical. 

After approximately lowering my strength to a hundredth of the whole, I thought I would be happy if I am even able to create a ripple in the still water. 

Then I flicked my finger.  

A sharp pain took over my mind as soon as I flicked. As I was falling back down I realized the pain wasn't mine, it was Steve. Just as I started losing consciousness as I fell, I turned my head towards the source of the large boom that sounded as soon as I had flicked. 

What lied in front of me was a ditch, about half a mile long, ten arms length deep and fifty arm's length wide, being filled up by the water from the rest of the lake. I laughed heartily as I heard the water gushing down into the gape. I laughed despite the jolt of pain, the pain my host's body bore, while I was falling. Then I mumbled, my first sound in this world, actual sound not a telepathic transmission, before falling unconscious:  

"Oops"