A/N: heyyyy im backkkk ;) I recommend re-reading Chapter 35 bc I don't describe what happens before this and with context clues from the last chapter you'll be able to figure it out
Name}'s pov:
I remember when Helios first told me what happened during 9/11 on earth, he described the whole thing to me.
At the time, I was youthful with curiosity flashing within my eyes.
That curiosity led me to love his stories.
When I lived in heaven, I used to listen to him ramble on about nonsense for days on end.
It felt like reading a good book.
This particular instance though, he described the event in an unforgettable way. He looked down at me, and stated
"it was unlike anything else. And, for the first time, the world was silent in the face of destruction.
The air went still,
a lump grew in an observer's chest,
and the faintest smell of fear could be traced even by human noses,"
...
That how I felt watching techno pull back his arm with his cross bow.
Silent, when I saw the explosion.
The lump in my gut when I see Tubbo's lifeless body and rubble surrounding it.
Not a singular sound from the world as people screamed and panicked around me.
My ears rang, my eyes dilating as my breath increased.
I looked up, seeing him shoot Schlatt next.
Red, thick blood shot out of his chest as he fell to the ground, eventually slumping to lifelessness.
Then quakity.
I stood still, the splatter of blood getting on my pristine white dress.
..
I finally moved, looking down at the stain and touching it with my hand.
I glance at my now stained fingers, spreading them apart as I watch the blood string out between them.
I look back up, Techno looking at me with crazed eyes.
Panic was fluid in his movements as he quickly ran over to me.
He stood at the end of the stage, reaching his hand out to me.
"Limbo-" He scrambled, his voice shaky and unsure.
"Limbo- come with me-"
His voice was desperate, frantic twitches in his hand signaling his panic.
I feel my eyes twitch, as I stare straight ahead.
"{Name}-?" He asks quickly, jumping off the stage and grabbing my cheeks in his palm.
He gently shakes my head; his movements were not accomplishing much.
I continue to stare straight ahead.
My vision blurry and a familiar ripping of my willpower.
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Fanfiction~Being an angel is hard enough. God can be so picky when it comes to them, especially when your fathers a demon. But what happens when {Name}, an angel that never really belonged to be in heaven, gets kicked out by her own mother, and falls into her...
