The Depressions Of Angel Dust
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  • Reads 59,370
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 23m
Ongoing, First published Jul 17, 2020
Angel isn't as unfazed by words and as happy as he seems. Everyone thinks Angel couldn't give a fuck about what people think of him or what they say about him. That's not the case at all. Little do they know that Angel has severe depression. Depression that is threatening to consume is his way of being. Depression that he needs to start fighting before it wins.

~Is everyone gunna have a crush on Angel? Well, fuck yeah! He's one sexy spider. Can't blame 'em. Oh, and his personality is actually to die for once he get passed his act. But, I'm being extra as hell. Everyone is only gunna be 3 people. Well, demons.~

Started - July 17th 2020
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