"When I heard about Zymor not criticizing you today, I admit I was surprised." I nod absentmindedly, making my way towards the living quarters. I needed a bath. Then sleep. I felt like sleeping for eternity."Vesna? Vesna Elin? Hello!"
"Cursed moons, Raziel!"
"Come now Vesna, you know I hate using or hearing my full name."
"Why? Because it's an angel's name?"
My best friend and gigantic thorn in my side throws his head back and laughs, "Exactly that." He pushes me roughly. I hiss at him and move to shove his head against the wall, but he slips past with startling grace and casually strides ahead of me instead. "I've heard enough lectures about living up to my name from the trainers. Raziel the angel, the gifted one. Raziel, who created the first Nephilim."
"You are not even remotely anywhere close to an angel. Or an angel half-breed," I stated.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, Raziel." Smack.
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The Valiant and the Loved [Completed]
Short StoryHR: #1 in recruit. #1 in flosho2019. I was ten years old when the soldiers murdered my parents in the city square. I was eleven when they took me in and trained me to become one of theirs. I was fifteen when I was forced to kill my first victim. I w...
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