(don't be fooled by the cover the drawings in this are random doodles)
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this is my first book im sensitive anyways, description:
Azrael's family has always gone through bad things like tragedy and poverty and stuff l...
Azrael, Pre Colonial Philippines, 1036, Contradictory action.
That punishment has lasted a day, the number of steps Azrael has taken is immaculate, their god knows where they are, and time is truly an illusion.
"Ah...!" they stumble and fall, entering a plain of grass, languidly fluttering their fingers as they huff the final energy that remained."Why did they make me do this on my own...?"
In the languorous pace, eyes stuck on the grass-covered floor as they roam around their unmeasurable amount of contemplations. An adorable silence filled the air, flowing into the corners of objects and creatures; in contrast, soft sounds of the breeze accelerate—an event must be coming closer!
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"Okay, this does look nice...but how will I get home?!"
Despite the serenity of these whereabouts, there pokes queasiness, reminding them of their lack of worth and indolence. Upon that, they rise from their position, noticing a strange herb, they gazed in awe, "Woah...what in babaylan...?"
It is leafless, stemless, and seems like a parasite, large flesh-colored petals wrap and hang outside the center, and a prominent odor of decay slithers to anyone who perceives it closer.
"You are one, big, fella!" They exclaim, hesitantly smearing their fingerprints on it.
A sniff, a sniff of suspicion and endangerment, the child isn't allergic to flowers—there must be another creature around here.
A crash, and a rustle.
"Who- WHO'S THERE?!"
"I-"
Azrael snatched their wooden stick, waving it around in random directions, snarling as they attempt to guess what the creature is.
A horse?
A human?
That one weird-looking creature that wanted to crawl around their skin and irritate them?
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"Hey! E- hello-... hey!" A human, aghast.
"Woah Woah!" the human began its introduction, "dress?"
The child growls at the silhouette, withholding a pool of vehemence towards this stranger. Azrael analyses its body, confirming its frail and defenseless embodiment, they gradually retract the weapon; taking steps closer and sharing a smile. Azrael feels slightly displeased, though thrilled at the same time.
"Oh! a creature of the same species!" They gasp, slapping their hands on their cheeks, "OH NO! A CREATURE OF THE SAME SPECIES!"
Azrael jolts back the twig, thrusting it towards the awkward child.
