Angelic Whispers
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MatureOngoing1h 18m
Last published Sun, Apr 17, 2022
A Satanist in college is studying to be a mortician, all while a serial killer is running wild in her town. One night, she is visited in her dreams by a person claiming to be a god. They take on the form of someone "angelic," but refuses to give the human girl their reason for being there. The girl was skeptical, but when the god told her the exact day she would die, she began to believe what they had to say. The god revealed that the day Thalia was going to die, they would show themselves in a corporeal form to bring her to the place she was born to be.
"One needs a new spirit guide, will you take the job?"
"What, like the Grim Reaper?" she asked.
"Exactly that, yes," they replied.
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