When Maggie opened her eyes, her mind was blank because all she could see was a vast expanse of white clouds.

She vaguely remembered being in the temple before she fainted. Could it be that she died and her body was thrown outside and became a ghost?

Upon realizing this, Maggie was suddenly horrified and sat up straight in a flash, only to find herself staring directly into the eyes of Archangel El, who was standing beside her.

Looking around, there was a solemn and sacred temple, the place I had visited in my dream before. This was not reality.

Oh, so she was just dreaming again.

"..."

Maggie sat up with mixed feelings, only to find that half of her body was still grayish-white. Although she was in a dream, all her states in reality were synchronized into the dream.

In other words, she is now appearing before El in a half-human, half-undead form.

It's a good thing he didn't just kill her.

She remembered that angels also hated the dead.

"It seems you're going to have a terrible time in the future."

El showed no surprise at Maggie's sudden appearance, but calmly looked up at her with a composed tone.

But to Maggie, it was basically no different from mockery.

"hehe."

Maggie sneered. After being tricked by El in real life, she couldn't stand him in her dreams, so she naturally didn't give him a friendly look.

Moreover, his words struck a nerve with her, so there was no need for him to speak to her properly.

Are you angry? Why?

Al also noticed Maggie's sudden change in mood. He turned his gaze away from the huge angel statue and back to Maggie.

"It's nothing, I just really hate you."

Maggie twitched the corners of her mouth, giving a forced smile.

"..."

El's two iridescent glass beads stared at Maggie. They were so clear and clean that you could almost see right through them, yet they contained no human emotions and were no different from inorganic glass.

Maggie felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and it took her a while before he finally uttered a sentence.

"Did my future self do something that you dislike?"

He paused slightly midway through his sentence, and although he showed no emotion, he was probably expressing doubt.

Maggie remained silent. The angel was indeed formidable; she had only slightly revealed her bad mood, and the angel had already guessed most of it. It was truly terrifying.

"Yes, I hate it."

Since El can't kill her now anyway, Maggie felt emboldened and told the truth without hesitation.

"However... your future self doesn't look like someone who knows me."

Maggie thought for a moment and then added a sentence.

She wasn't sure if her dream was related to reality, but it didn't matter. She had just gone through a life-or-death battle, and after waking up, she suddenly felt more at ease.

Sometimes, instead of hiding things or beating around the bush, it's better to be straightforward. You might get an unexpected answer that way.

As Maggie thought this, she felt a sense of ease wash over her.

El seemed to be thinking about something. He looked at his arm, then at Maggie, before slowly speaking.

"My memory is incomplete."

He didn't seem to want to avoid mentioning Maggie, and stated the fact that it was equivalent to his own weakness in a very calm tone.

"?"

Maggie raised a question mark above her head, looking somewhat puzzled.

"My memories will disappear once every five hundred years."

Al noticed Maggie's confusion and explained.

“But the angels in the temple are all under my command. I can quickly learn all the history and the past, and on the surface, I will not be affected.”

He was talking too much and had deviated somewhat from the basic character of an angel, a fact that Maggie keenly noticed.

El was still talking to himself.

"But, according to the timeline, the day you appeared should have been the day my memories began to fade."

"Why is it that my memories of you have remained intact after your visit?"

After he finished speaking, he finally revealed a strange expression and asked Maggie a question in return.

"???"

When Maggie woke up, she listened to the archangel ramble on and on, finally coming to a strange conclusion that she didn't know if it had anything to do with her, so she started asking her for her reasons.

Good nerve.

Maggie silently complained in her heart, but said something else entirely.

"have no idea."

She shook her head, deciding to respect El's wishes for the time being. After all, he only had a five-hundred-year memory limit. For an immortal being, it was hard to say whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, but periodic amnesia was still quite miserable.

Maggie saw that El was about to say something more, but she didn't want to listen anymore, so she interrupted him.

"Stop. I definitely don't know the answers to any of these questions. I don't even know why I'm here. Asking is pointless."

Perhaps Maggie's words were too blunt and excessive, because El was clearly taken aback and stared at Maggie for a long time without saying anything.

Maggie breathed a sigh of relief; now it was her turn to ask a question.

"Now, think about how to restore my body to a human form."

Although Maggie couldn't remember the memories from her dreams, she still wanted to make a last-ditch effort. Theoretically, these memories were irreversible, but if she were an angel, perhaps there would be a way.

In case she subconsciously wants to remember this, even just a little bit after waking up would be a clue.

Are you ordering me around?

El looked even more bewildered as he listened to Maggie's self-righteous words.

As an archangel, he was always the one giving orders; no one dared to speak to him like that.

"Yes, I am ordering you."

Maggie nodded vigorously.

She harbored a lingering resentment towards El, and since it was all a dream and she wouldn't die anyway, she decided to vent it on the person who was actually in the past.

Whether he listens or not, if he doesn't listen, he'll just turn around and leave.

She's not tied up; she can go anywhere in her dreams.

"....good."

El remained silent for about half a minute before finally managing to utter a single syllable through his throat.

"I don't want to help..."

Maggie instinctively thought El would reject her, and the words slipped out, but she stopped abruptly after realizing what El had said.

"???"

This time it was Maggie's turn to be shocked.

"However, it might not be possible with the abilities of an angel. If you're willing, I can take you to Hell to see if there's a solution."

El seemed oblivious to Maggie's stunned expression. After a moment's thought, he seriously proposed a solution.

"Huh? Hell?"

Maggie was shocked again. Are angels really that free? They can even go to hell at will.

"Yes, as long as my memories remain, my power remains. I can go to hell."

The El in front of her was a hundred times easier to talk to than the real El, which made Maggie a little schizophrenic, unable to tell which one was El's true personality.

But... going to hell was a suggestion that really appealed to Maggie.