The Angels of Death
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"Just who the hell are you anyway?"
"We are the angels of death."
"The what now?"
They say when people die that they see a grim reaper. This is not true. In fact, there to greet you at death's door is actually an angel. When someone dies selflessly in place of another or thrives to makes others happy for nothing they are invited to join these angels. But what happens when someone is wrongly chosen by the angels?
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