I used to be a normal human, living on regular old earth. I always dreamed for something more though.
My name used to be Aren, I was a teenage boy in high school. I never really fit anywhere, and I was always pretty lonely. I had an okay family, but they never took the time to get to know me for me.
I've always enjoyed anime and fanfictions, and even certain TV series. One such series was Young Justice, I was obsessed with it. I always wished I could be reborn there and join their team. I had it all planned out too. I would fight alongside them, and be able to heal their wounds when they got hurt, as they never had a healer on their team in the show. I also very strongly believed in God, and hoped that I would be the teams angel if I were to join them.
That was all just a dream though; It would never happen. Or so I thought.

OC was reborn into the world of Young Justice as a Seraphim, the highest rank of angels one can be. He was given a divine duty to protect the planet, and all of God's children that reside on it. Along the way, he is discovered by the Justice League, as well as the Young Justice team. They hope to bring him to the team; the earths pure, new Seraphim.

This fanfiction will make brief references to God, passages of the Bible, and other Catholic ideologies. Nothing political though. Please enjoy this story!