Uriel and Azazel found themselves on the mortal plane, far from the safety of their respective realms. They were alone and afraid, but they knew that they had each other.
For a time, they managed to find a small measure of happiness. They explored the mortal world, marveling at its beauty and diversity. They watched as civilizations rose and fell, as great empires crumbled into dust. They even found a small community of mortals who accepted them for who they were, who didn't judge them based on their angelic or demonic natures.
But their happiness was short-lived. Soon, rumors of their presence began to circulate among the celestial beings. Angels and demons alike began to hunt them, seeing their love as a betrayal of their very natures.
Uriel and Azazel were forced to flee from place to place, always on the run from their pursuers. They had to constantly change their appearance and their identities, never staying in one place for too long. It was a lonely and dangerous existence, and it wore on them over time.
As the years went by, Uriel and Azazel began to feel the weight of their exile. They missed their homes, the safety and familiarity of the celestial realms. They missed the company of their own kind, even though they knew that they could never go back.
But most of all, they missed each other. Their love had sustained them through the darkest of times, but as the years went by, it became harder and harder to hold on to.
Uriel and Azazel would still meet in secret whenever they could, but their meetings became more infrequent as the danger increased. They were forced to live apart for longer and longer periods of time, and they began to feel the distance between them growing.
Despite all of this, they refused to give up on each other. They clung to their love with a fierce determination, willing to sacrifice everything for it. But as the centuries passed, their love began to take on a bittersweet quality, a sense of longing that could never truly be fulfilled.
And as they continued to live out their lives in exile, Uriel and Azazel knew that their love would always be a forbidden thing, a thing that was meant to be kept in the shadows. But they also knew that they would always love each other, no matter what.
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Descent into Darkness
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