He's the 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 knight.
She's the 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥.
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BOOK 1 | CELESTIAL FLAMES SAGA
⚜️ PLOT ⚜️
Tormented by his curse, 𝐑𝐀𝐎𝐑, a Changeling raised among the Unseelie Fairies, hunts Demons. The world he lives in, Draiganteor, is populated by al...
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THE ARGUMENT IS simple: my death matters little, it is as insignificant as a crumb of bread. My precious friends must continue their lives, which risk being compromised by Gazazhel's sick plans. Her choices on what to do with us are endless, and I seriously doubt she is a positive figure from whom we can expect a good action. The facts speak for themselves: there is an escape route.
Whether it is right on the second floor or not is only up to me, the crazy suicidal, to verify. If I touch the error, they will be free... I will have to stay alive at least until then. And what about the very important promise made to the only living being who deserves such strong words from me? I know he would understand. I convince myself that he would understand. I take it for granted that pushing into this area of the mansion is a mortal risk, for as my feet are going over one step at a time, I feel the scythe of death near.
In addition, the eye tattoos are opening. Danger: the warning bell rings loudly in my head. Breaking the promise with a noble death is not wrong. I impose it on myself. I can choose to end the games my way; it is a true knight's honor, even if lost, even if cursed to the bone. The mournful drum rolls greet me warmly. Hello, ghostly and spooky second floor, at last we meet!
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