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50 days in Hell.

50 days in Hell.

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“We are not under the title Nephilim, because unlike us, they have blood of angels in them, good blood. We are called by the name "Collectors". We do the dirty work, we collect hells monsters and send them back by killing them. Some are weak demons, some are mythological creatures, you never know what will break out next.” “But then we are the good guys after all, right?” I asked. Well, we didn’t let monsters eat people and damage stuff, that would make us as good as Nephilim, or whatever - made sense to me. “The good guys… of hell.” Lucas said to himself. “No, we are not the good guys Chrystal" He turned to look me in the eye ".,and we never will be, we have evil already inside of us, it’s evil that gives us power, not love, not hope, not being “good”. We help Satan, we help him by not letting the monsters out, by not letting Nephilim have them. We’re the opposite of “good guys”, we're the opposite of everything good."
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