Prologue

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"We think you should move out" my parents said. This six words spelled the end of me living with my parents.
"We just think you should spend time with your friends. Not to mention that we can't afford the bills with you here" my mother said.
"But Mom, I have no friends. Who am I supposed to live with?" I protest.
"Don't worry sweetie, I'm sure you can fine somewhere. You always were smart." My mother was always like that. Sweet and angelic. My dad was different. I could tell he cared about me and my mother. But he was always...distant. I guess that's what you get when your dads a demon and your mom is an angel.

This is based off of Lady_Hero's story Attack On Minecraft.

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