Soft flute playing is heard as you see clouds.
But they then move away to show a lady sleeping on a bed until the sun shined through her thin white curtains to wake her up.
Slowly opening her eyes, sitting up and stretching her arms softly.
"Another day of rest. I wonder how everything is going from my brother in law." She says softly and slides off her bed and walks out her white home and pushes a couple of clouds away from the ground to reveal the vision she wants to see but it made her face go in horror as she sees Thee and AG fight making each other bleed.
"NO!" She yells in agony and gets up from the ground and runs to a white temple. "Where is your boss!" She yells in anger to the angels passing by them while looking around the place.
"Aziza! Do never call the Lord like that!" An angel yells to her as they march to her.
"Well, right now, my brother in law is fighting my killing husband. I am done pretending that I can't do anything! I am going back down there." She yells to the angel while going behind a curtain and finds a book behind it and grabs it, opening it up. "...This is my family story. It's still going." She says softly while flipping through the previous pages and sees a writing sentence scratched by black ink over the golden words.
The black ink writes above it, changing it to "AG becomes a mad killer who blames his brother that he himself kill his own wife." Aziza reads quietly as she froze and closes the book."This is not the resting home." She whispers as everything went black fast.
"You are so clever miss, Aziza." A voice says to her as their eyes are shown red flaming dots.
"You are not lord. You are..."
"The one and only Ira!" He yells, appearing in front of Aziza with red flames in his eyes smiling evilly.
As the angels behind him fade into red flames.
"...I actually thought it was the devil. But yeah. I guess this also makes sense too." Aziza says awkwardly while holding the book in her hands.
Ira face went to annoyance.
"The devil is nothing close to my power of sin. The wrath, the anger I bring, wouldn't you ag-." He says with pleasure, but before he can finish, Aziza interrupts him.
"You took the lord book and changed my own family story on what it was supposed to go. You disgusting man." Aziza says angrily, crossing her arms.
"...Can you fucking shut up." He says annoyed to her and slaps her face. "I am trying to speak. The only reason I am keeping you around is because when your husband kills his brother. I am going to make him watch you die again." He says darkly.
Aziza turns to face Ira as she looks pissed.
"I don't want to be mad. But you are enough to make me wipe your sin off your body." She says quietly, clenching her fists tightly.
"What you going to hit me back with your weak ass-." He says until Aziza zaps a pink beam at him. Changing him into a red cat.
"Oh, how cute. The color red of your wrath to your furry very suits you well. Even though if any soul was normal, they would have been pink color." Aziza says with a smile as Ira hisses at her angrily. "Oh shush. By the time I get down there. The better you are, turn back to normal. If I want to turn you back. Because as long I have the control of a person. My powers can slowly turn you into a regular normal cat, slowly eating up your mind." She says to him calmly and walks off with the book.
As Ira follows her, he tries to claw her, but Aziza puts him in a pink clear ball and turns it small to a marble size to fit in her pocket dress.
"There now. Let's see how I can get back to the living." She says and walks to a different building and looks through some stuff. "Ah, here is a book. Living. Dead. Both are anger... I am guessing you wrote this." She says calmly to Ira as he is heard hissing through the marble he is trapped in.
She looks through the book and stops on a page that catches her eye and raises an eyebrow.
"Ooo, interesting. The piece of the wrath flames, and a piece of the dead corpse...my body. Hmm, if I remember, Thee kept it in his black room to keep it fresh." Aziza says, interested in the spell, closing the book and making a heart shape portal and goes through it. "Without my body, I'm just a ghost who is invisible to them. Can't even touch them." She says with a roll to her eyes and looks around Thee black room.
Then bump into something as she carefully moves the black wall it feels and reveals her body in a blue tomb.
"Awww, Thee made a tomb for me." She says with a warming smile.
As Ira rolls, his eyes annoyed, hearing her what she says.
She then grabs the marble out of her dress pocket and then shakes it softly to stir Ira to flame up.
"Come on, flame up." She says to Ira calmly.
Ira made a pissed off face, giving glare stares to her not going to do what she wants him to do.
She stops shaking the marble and sighs softly.
"If you don't flame up, I will keep you as a pet forever." She says serious to him. Threatening his freedom if he refuses.
Ira eyes shrunk and flame up fast as Aziza throws the marble at her body, and it breaks flaming her corpse.
"Spell of wrath of flames, my body is given to chance in the living world. I Thee Aziza shall hold my heart to yours if it means to bring wrath to my soul." She says the spells words as her body goes into dark pink flames as she is sucked back into her body.
The tomb closes and shakes around as it then stops shaking as it slowly opens.
Aziza opens her eyes and crawls out the tomb, standing up unsteady a bit.
"Wow. What a way to come back to life." She says, surprised the spell worked as she sees her hands are the color white. "That spell did a number on me big."
"Well, duh, since you're so pure heart, your skin would be white. But your eyes can be flaming up pink if you get too mad." Ira says back to his original form while fixing himself to look perfectly evil.
"Cool." Aziza says with a smile while then making another heart shape portal.
•♡Keep your enemies close, but keep your heart closer~♡•
Her voice echoes as her eyes go into pink flames, smiling widely.
•♡I am finally home~♡•
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