Tiny, But Mighty!!! (A Vikklan Fanfic)
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Last published Sat, Sep 29, 2018
Hi! I'm Vikram Barn, a well-known medium from New Orleans once known as Star Ghostson... I say once because... well... I'm a ghost... A Limboian Guardian Angel to be exact. You see, the reason I'm a Limboian Guardian Angel is because I was neither good nor evil... and the fact that I was a medium who apparently disturbed the dead didn't help my case either... yet God and Lucifer decided to give me a chance. Together they made a realm for people like me, called... Limbo, The Realm of The Half-Dead. This realm is barren, a black pit where the dead who either want a second chance or were not a goody two shoes aka an IRL angel on Earth, or a nasty, vile, and terrible person who committed so many crimes, yet got away with them because they lied, aka a demon or devil fit enough for hell. I'm in charge there, but I have to get at least five people to believe that it exists through the word of God himself to be able to actually be a human, devil, or angel. Both God And Lucifer said that there was a medium between the three races... but it is extremely dangerous to attempt, so they weren't too keen on doing it, but they said if I decide to be whatever they were talking about, they would do it for me. The reason for that is that I helped them settle their differences, and they granted me the powers of a God until I get five people to believe that Limbo is real because God himself made it so, and until I chose what race I want to be.
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