Chapter 1- 7 years old

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Mommy, why cant you make the voice stop talking to me? I asked glancing back into a copy of my emerald green eyes, the only difference being that mine, at this moment, were welled up with the wet tear drops. Mommy, please, make it go away its mean. Mommy stared back, gently brushing her hand through my red locks; she does this everytime I get upset from what the voice says.

Have this, Mommy says while passing a necklace over my head, on it was a flower with a violet gem in the centre. As long as you wear this, you will be protected.

Ok Mommy, I replied while the tears started streaming down my face again.

Darling, no matter what for as long as I live, I will always be there to protect you from it from them. I promise, no harm will come to you while I'm around.

That very night Sofia Regina fell victim to them the voice's kind, as her daughter called them, or more commonly known by you and I as the Devourer di anime. Theyre soul sucking predators who feast on the soul of an angel, or on a single pure, innocent soul - one equal to that of an angel, to survive and sustain themselves and their withered arms.

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