Reincarnated as a Failed Villain: Fallen Angel

When Lucas returned home, it was already an evening, and the first thing he did was jump into his bed. He hugged the pillow tightly as he closed his eyes, and all tension went away. Suddenly he heard someone enter his bedroom. A pair of soft footsteps made their way across the carpet until they stopped right beside his bed.

"Lucas." It was Araniel's sweet voice.

Lucas jumped out of bed and yelled, "What the fuck are you doing in my house?!"

Araniel extended her hands, holding two golden apples. "You forgot these."

Lucas's face quickly soured at the memory of trying one out. "Those fucking apples..." he grumbled while grabbing the apple from her hands. He gazed at Araniel and asked. "But why did you bring me them? No way in hell I would eat them."

"My king, you told us that you want to purify your blood, body, and mana." Araniel reminded him with a smile on her face, but when she saw how serious he looked, she became worried for him. "Lucas... These are fruits of purity. They purify corrupted mana, and it also increases your intelligence and divine nature."

"Mhm... Purify my mana. Thanks," Lucas exclaimed as he picked up an apple, wanting to eat it. However, before he could take a bite, Araniel stopped him by hitting the apple out of Lucas's hands.

"No!" she yelled. Her eyes were shining bright, illuminating the entire room.

"What the..." Lucas was startled at the sudden change of attitude from the angel.

"They're not for you, idiot." She exclaimed, but when she realized what she had said, she quickly covered her mouth. She didn't mean to insult Lucas, but at the spurge of the moment, she couldn't control herself. "They are for Sarah," Araniel said in a whispering voice as if confessing something embarrassing about herself. "I'm sorry. If you want, I will bring

more."

Lucas's eyebrow arched in curiosity. He walked over to Araniel, who sat on his bed. "Don't worry about it. I actually prefer if you speak more casually with me." he chuckled then, "Just don't overdo it with the insults."

"Y-Yes, my King... Uh..." She exclaimed happily but quickly shook her head. "No. Thank you, Lucas."

"Now then, explain why you want to give those..." Lucas frowned as he pointed at the apples. "Golden balls off acid to Sarah? You want to kill her or something?"

"What? No," she said, clearly insulted. "Fruits of purity can turn mortals into divine beings. Heroes, sages, demigods... Or angels." she began to explain that her sister, who was born as a defective angel, might end up becoming a pure-blood angel.

"Ahh, that's pretty interesting information." Lucas picked up a golden apple and stared at it intensively. "We could even create heroes, sages, or other divine beings?"

"Yes, as long as they eat them daily for a while. "Araniel nodded. Her eyes glittered brightly as she looked at the fruit. "Tho there is a slight chance of death."

"Tho it's not a big problem since we can revive the dead." Lucas scratched his head, "Alright, I'll keep these fruits on hand."

"T-There is a problem with that," Araniel said quickly after seeing Lucas scratching his head. "While it's true that we can revive them and turn them into Nephilims, they won't be able to become pure-blooded angels if this happened. Even with Fruits of purity."

Lucas's face turned serious again as he considered what she had just told him. He looked down at the fruit as he asked: "Why?"

Araniel sighed. "Because revived people, use your mana. So they wouldn't purify their mana. They would purify yours."

Lucas tilted his head in confusion. "Hm..." He muttered under his breath before turning back to look at Araniel. "That's quite a drawback."

"It may seem like a flaw, but think about it." Araniel paused to gather her thoughts, "Nephilims are already at the peak of evolution! They are as strong as heroes, except they don't need to evolve slowly to the peak of power. Nephilims are always at their peak."

"I guess that's true." Lucas's exclaimed, but then he gazed at Araniel and asked. "But what if she doesn't become an angel? What if she becomes a demigoddess, a saintess... or even worse. A hero?" the air in the room chilled as he muttered the word, hero.

Araniel chuckled. "What's with that hatred for heroes?"

Lucas scoffed, "Personal grudge. Don't ask." Lucas walked out of the room into the kitchen and asked, "You want coffee?"

"My king, I can create your coffee." Araniel raised her hand and created a cup filled with black coffee.

"Oh yeah," Lucas exclaimed and walked back. He sat on the bed close to Araniel and picked up the coffee.

"It smells great." He smiled happily as he smelled the coffee aroma.

The heady aroma of coffee beans fills the air, mixed with sweet notes of milk and sugar. A pleasant scent that is sure to wake him up and keep him going until lunchtime.

The aroma of the coffee sends Lucas into a state of bliss. It's like a combination of freshly ground espresso beans, hazelnut syrup, and just a hint of chocolate, all in one heavenly scent.

The aroma of the coffee wafts around Lucas, full-bodied and inviting. He can detect hints of sweet caramel, toasted nuts, and a smoky, earthy undertone.

"Taste's great, too," Lucas exclaimed after taking a sip. The first sip draws out all the flavors of the coffee, the bitterness mixed with the sharp sweetness of sugar and milk. He savors it for a moment before swallowing and letting out a satisfied sigh.

The flavor is smooth and creamy, with a light but noticeable bitterness that gives it an extra kick. The combination of beans and hazelnut syrup provides a hint of sweetness that lingers in the aftertaste.

The coffee is a deep, rich flavor – a blend of dark chocolate, light spices, a hint of caramel, and a slight smokiness. It's smooth and creamy on the tongue.

Araniel smirked as she saw his face lit up from joy, "I bet it does. This type of coffee was only made in Zeberuh's republic seven thousand years ago." she said in jest as she sipped her own cup of coffee.

Lucas raised his brows in amazement, "Anyways after we finish coffee, I would like you to leave. I will need some rest before school." he said while

taking.

"Yes, sir!" Araniel nodded before taking a large sip from her coffee mug. "Sweet dreams, my king." She kissed Lucas on the cheek and disappeared.

"Seriously..." Lucas exclaimed with a deep sigh. What kind of relationship I had with those two perverted angels in my previous life."

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