Angel & Demon
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Angel Sky/ Demon Deadlox: Skylox
Blood, Smut, Fluff, Cursing, and deaths
He was a angel and that only, I was a demon. Demonstrating to him, the destruction of my behalf to this world. He still unfixed it by many ways, yet I liked it. He was a angel and that only, I was a demon. Demonstrating to him, the destruction of my behalf to this world and he undid everything to bring happiness and joy to those pathetic people, he could do so much more than that and he acted like I only knew that. No matter what we did, he would challenge me to a death battle, we would never win but until now. I was going to shot this bird down with not a single rock but something more and endless.
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