the devil cries ■ prologue

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"Shhh. Don't cry,"

Kassandra always thought that she heard those words whenever she felt sad or was crying her eyes out. It was faint, almost unnoticed, but it was there.

But she was always alone, whenever she hears those comforting words. People always told her the same thing, but when it came to that faint voice, she feels a lot better without knowing why.

"Don't be afraid, I'll guide you,"

Those words reaches her ears whenever she feels afraid, but it seemed almost nonexistent; it will be gone just after she blinks an eye, along with the fear she felt.

"Just express it, I'll help you with words,"

Those words helped her, whenever she was struggling to express herself. Those were the words that motivated her to express herself, to convey the message she was supposed to without any worries and clearly.

That faint voice urged her to continue, to do what she's doing.

"Calm down, think of the bright side,"

An almost unheard voice always whispers, whenever she was disappointed or thinks negatively of things.

She could almost feel like someone was rubbing her back gently, as if comforting her at some occasions.

"I'll give you place to stay,"

Someone always whispers, whenever she was stuck out in the rain, and miraculously, she always finds herself having place to stay so warm.

"They're happy now,"

A voice seemed to whisper to her, the moment her parents died at the age of eight. Those words comforted her, and kept her happy, not thinking about the loss.

"It's over there,"

Another voice whispers, whenever she lost something valuable and sentimental to her. And whenever it happens, she always seems to find things.

"H-help,"

Another voice seems to cry out, in a husky voice. It wasn't like the other gentle voices, but it held pain.

Kassandra sometimes thinks she's starting to go crazy, hearing these voices others swore they didn't hear.

So when she thought she was insane, what more was it when she found herself lost in some place she wasn't familiar with when she should've been sleeping in her bed?

"Welcome to Divine Realm. We're the Seven Archangels. Who might you be?"

And so she fainted.

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Author's note:
heck, here comes another story. I should've been updating one of my stories but I can't wait to publish at least this prologue... so... yeah.

Dedicated to Hebe_08 iamvivified TheBlackFantasist

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