Death's Angel

Death's Angel

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture1 h 41 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., avr. 29, 2020
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Fiction
Fantastique
A soul is hovering over a body in the woods with a pink glowing light hovering over the body of a girl. The soul looks exactly like the girl bloody and on the ground lifeless. The young girl got mixed into things she shouldn't have been apart of. The world all around the girl was withering and decaying. A world with no color or life forms. There was a bright light above. Before she knew it she felt a hand on a shoulder. Turning around she didn't get a glimpse of the person's face before her life started to flicker before her eye. Then seeing the light at the end of the tunnel and felt her souls torn apart. Then everything went blank until she woke up and a white cloudy place. This is where we start Evangelical's Adventure.
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What are you going to do if you know you'll die soon? Who are the people you want to see before your die? Where do you want to go before your death? Aeric finds himself dead after an accident with his beloved girl, Parisa. He watched her cries and mourn for him. As well as everyone else. He heard them, he listens yet he is alone. He can watch everyone but he can't see other souls like him. But also he can see colors of light flowing to every person he loves. Then as he watches himself being buried and waited for heaven to take him, but months had pass and days gone by and there are no signs of heaven or hell. He is just stuck in the middle. Middle of life and death. Middle of everything.

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