Everything Happens for a Reason
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Two twin brothers who couldn't be more different, two demons with horrible intentions, a wrongly accused fallen angel, and one ghost with more anxiety than any human being.
All six were to live their own lives as they wished, alone and at least somewhat peaceful. But their plans of normal lives were crushed when their fates were changed.
Somehow, despite living such different lives and having such different strings of fate, their lives and stories would mix together. Each of them would become vital pieces in each others life stories.
One by one, their strings of fate will connect until all that is left is a knot. And that knot will be the ones to discover the truth about their lives, about who's really in control.
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