This is how it ended, a vengeful god standing above me, drenched in jealousy. His hands tear at my back, ripping away my freedom. I looked up to him, I only wanted to be his equal.
"For this you will burn! Your name with be nothing but a reminder for evil. Do not dare to return." My scream pierces the clouds as agony burns through my body. I watch will dull eyes as my legs give out and my creators face glares, victorious. My body falls from the heavens, a comet of lost hope, plummeting to mortal grounds. This would be a satisfying end for me, but god isn't so kind.
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Bruh I finally started another story.
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A Fallen angel
Non-FictionWhat happens when Lucifer is cast away to mortal grounds, merged with an anxious college kid who can't handle his feelings? Death and redemption.
