The Green Window - SLOW UPDATES

The Green Window - SLOW UPDATES

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Death cannot be overcome. It is a pattern, it has a meaning, and it has been forethought for centuries. When Ariah, the Imiagon goddess, became deity, everything changed. She kills innocent people every day—and is spreading her reign to other planets. The souls of every body she destroys travels to the Stronghold of Shattered Souls where they are trapped and tormented. Anelle Irani. Jasith Volright. Zede Colwitt. Arch Sariel. Johny Macer. Prava Amalado. Those are our names. We are part of the prophecy foreseen by the Elder Shad from the planet Imiagon. We are immortal and are able to overcome death and escape Ariah’s grasp. Our purpose is to defeat Ariah, restore the demolished thrones, and release the tortured souls into Essear where they rightfully belong. There they are put to rest. If we defeat Ariah, we no longer will be immortal. It is a small sacrifice to pay for bringing justice to Imiagon, but we are willing to give up anything to make Imiagon a better planet. My name is Zede Colwitt and I am Chosen.
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⚠️ CAUTION: UNDER CONSTRUCTION , CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN ⚠️ Copyright © 2015 by imnotshortimfunsized Life is not guaranteed. It's not something we've earned, or deserve. It's a gift that God himself has given us. It's crazy, stupid, and beautiful. But life has quite a nasty lover, death. They are in a constant tango, when one life is taken another one is given. While one family sits at a grave sight watching their loved one return to dust, another watches a beautiful baby's birth. No matter how hard we try, we can never prevent the inevitable. Like it or not, you have an expiration date. We all do. But, is everything in this life as it seems? Why is it that my life is falling apart, but a drug dealer/rapist is getting rich with his toes in the sand? Why am I being hunted? Why am I someone's prey? Why me? Why am I falling for the man that yearns to see the life drain from my body? My death has become a game of some sorts... for both of us. He tries to kill me, he fails, we spend the night together, and in the morning hes gone. To be honest., I would never admit to myself that I fell inlove with my killer... a killer that was very bad at his job... killing. I was #1 on his kill list, and I knew it. But I had always pondered on the question that still remained... If he really did get a good chance to kill me... would he do it? It had always upset me if I had pondered on the question for too long, and to be honest I don't really know why. Afterall he had been trying to kill me for 4 years now, and he still had not succeded. There were still many, many questions that have not been answered... Why is he so strong and fast? Why is he so inhumanly gorgeous? Why hasn't he killed me already? Why does he want to kill me? Does he... like me back? My name is Saphire Williams. And I am falling for the fallen.

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