Who Are You?
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Ongoing, First published Nov 19, 2017
I thought of this one night when I couldn't sleep. it's really cool, but it takes time to build it up; bear with me here folks. it's going to be a bumpy ride that leads to a fiery pit of eternity.

Spring through life with the little ray of sunshine known as Lillian Bonorum, a girl born into a wealthy family, living in the grand mansion on the far away outskirts of New York City. Being a single child, she's quite close with her parents; they are very happy and do everything together. Everything, that is, that doesn't include Lily's secret abilities.

Later, tread into the life of Azazel Furcifer, a boy for whom tragedy seems to follow. He is the youngest of eleven 'brothers' and 'sisters' stuck at an orphanage, where money is low, abuse is high, and somewhere in the middle Azazel is strewn along. The only kindness the orphans receive is from the elderly woman who had faithfully worked as the resident nanny for the original founder; the abuse comes from the establishment's owner, whom was the grandson of the original founder. He never wanted to own this poverty-ridden building, though being forced into it, he takes his anger out on any children who blunder and come near his level of the house. Azazel, partly for this reason, keeps to himself, the other reason sprouting when he learns of his... 'special talents.'

I don't want to give too much away... if you want to read the REALLY interesting bit you'll just have to be curious enough to find out Who They Are.
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