Prologue

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A cold wind brushing against my skin as i was flying like ya do obviously
dont tell me that you dont fly.
I know.

I am a demon.

Living a normal demon life seeing people die,live then die again.
I woundnt want to be mortal.

the wet rain drops fell onto my wings as i felt something.

It hurted,i felt as i was about to pass out..

i felt my wing go numb as i started to fall..

As my eyes closed as i felt the grass ..

What is going on? ...

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