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ℂorruption➼ Devil Louis & Dark Angel Niall
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Ongoing, First published May 27, 2014
The world had once been part of a universe in itself. An atmosphere of infatuation and an aura of bliss. Families accompanied one another with love, couples travelled together and discovered what was yet to be discovered. Youngsters simply played, in the midst of all the events, oblivious to anything, alert to everything.

However, what was seen as happiness was much distant to those who currently lurk in the shadows. As far away as they seem, they are always around, watching, preying, arising from their shells. As the humans dwindle into their slumber, the demons arise eminently, a glorious fire to their eyes, a wicked sense to their movement. They hunt for the weak, as they watch those who sleep. My friend, those shadows you think you see in the corner of your room, they're all real. For they are spirits.

Spirits of fire. Spirits of the most afflicting pain. They act as poison, a searing, sizzling venom that burns all affection within, until doleful hatred lingers in the nothing that was once a beating heart.

But, these creatures must belong to someone. Who is it they worship night and day, fulfilling all desires, needs and commands?

The Devil. And the Tainted Angel, who stands by his side

However, unlike these spirits, the Devil does not linger in the shadows. He does not seek multiple humans. For he only desires one. 

Scarlett Ambrose.

This, my friend, is when a young girl's life becomes demolished completely, by the two malicious creatures, The Devil and the beautifully darkened angel.

And as bad as you think it is, it is probably worse. Because this is Corruption.
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