Prolouge

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The fire risen, the clouds disapated. The blood began to spill. He rose his sword high in the air, and slammed it down into the body tearing the skin apart, nothing could stop this war, for now the line between heaven and hell has broken.
But from the light and the flames, a child risen with wings of pure white feathers and a long red tail brown horns and a black halo grew from the top of his head. He is special to this world for he is the one that will close the gates forever the child of fire and light. A half blood.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 02, 2015 ⏰

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