The Prophecy

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There was a war brewing the Lost Ones or Archangels as they called them were getting restless waiting for the day that they could rule. They had become a army of about 500 powerful enough to influence but still weaker then their lighter counterparts. Their was a prophecy that a special child would be born of angelic ancestry and human mother. My name is Arcadia and this is my story.....

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