LaLunaa a dark angel

My name is LaLunaa and I currently live in Oren Castle. I am the captain of the Dark Guardians who protect the castle. Like every evening, I go through the castle garden for the last time and watch the sunset. The sky is clear and you can see the stars. It always reminds me of my childhood and how simple everything seemed to me. Where I come from the children cannot be children, from birth we Kamael are trained to fight. We are created to kill and destroy, all who resist disappears and never reappeared. I never had a family and was raised by a priest and a nun, they showed me everything I need to survive. The priest's name was Krekopus and he showed me how to use the sword and the crossbow, and I also learned how to use black magic. But the nun Minerva once said I was different from most of my race, but I didn't understand what she meant. But it didn't take me long to find out what she meant.
Kamaels are genetically manipulated creatures, they are fallen angels and therefore only have one wing and are not accepted by Eva, the creator, she created the world, life and the elves. Eve got support from her husband, Cain the creator of man. The Giants bear the shame of manipulation, but in their eyes it was the way to create the ultimate weapon, because they only wanted bad things for Aden and Elmore and wanted to bring darkness. But I will never forget what Minerva meant. "LaLunaa you are not genetically manipulated. You are a direct child of the Giants, never forget that," she whispered to me softly. Shocked by what I learned, I stopped dead. So I am the utter malice, or rather the ultimate weapon. Since then I have never seen the nun who raised me again. In my heart I was very disappointed that I only found out about it very late and shortly afterwards I moved to the city of Oren, far from my 'birthplace'.
If I’m honest, I’m ashamed that I’m the daughter of the Giants. My only purpose in life is this supposed to be killing? In my eyes, I was always different from the others in our village. Even as a child I loved nature and didn't want to learn to fight. For a Kamael, I was particularly bright and playful. But my training started much earlier than anyone else, I was particularly talented with the crossbow and now often use it as my weapon for defense. Actually, Kamaels use dark magic to kill, but I never wanted to kill, because in my eyes every life is something special. I was not allowed to think such a thing and so I hid my 'truth' from the others.
I just don't want to think about it anymore because I never had a childhood like most and I hope nobody has to go through anything like me.To be forced to do something you don't want to do. Those were my thoughts that I had. But what I really want to report is how it all began. But that will have to wait until tomorrow.
My last tour for the day is complete. I wave to the guard at the castle entrance and they immediately open the door for me. Slowly go up the stairs to my room. A black panther is lying in front of my room door, as I step over him to get into my room, I gently stroke his fur. Yes his name is DarkFlame and he watches over me every night. So this day is over, it has been very quiet here for weeks and that gives me a bad feeling. I slowly take off my armor and put it to one side, step quietly into my bed and close my eyes. My last thought is that I hope tomorrow is just as calm a day.