esoteric paradox

esoteric paradox

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Fallen angel with demon. Hypocrite. "An angel's halo between the demon's horn, does that making an angel evil? Funny as it seems like." _______ "There wasn't any things born as an angel nor devil. There's only 'do' that makes someone self an angel or devil." "Or as simple as someone's words that easily decides whether the things were an angel or devil without the said things consent." "It's like that isn't it father?" I'm Leriel. And from this time, i was the fallen seraphim. Also as the right hand of he - demon, who was the same things as me. The fallen one. ... 瑜美 original story. | this story is fictional, any name, incident, or scenery that including third party interfere were purely coincidence.
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Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

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