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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jul 30, 2022
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I don't know what happen. The emergency siren was blaring as hell like it is the judgment-day. I almost pissed my pant cause it was seriously chilly as hell and not to mention the weather are a little windy, I almost thought it is the end of the world. I haven't even repented yet and lord, the sins I've done are almost making lucifer like a child. No, I'm just kidding, I ain't no near to compare with Lucifer but I am no saint either. I've committed sin to my parents, siblings, friends, and everyone. Hopefully, I can see them to apologize for my wrongdoings. 

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My Night With Lucifer

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I didn't see him boom out of nowhere, but there he was standing right next to me on the ledge that would lead me to my own doom. I forgot that I wanted to jump as I looked at his long blonde hair that rustled as if a wind was blowing, even thought there was no source that would have been able to blow anything in any direction. His face looked like a sculpture in the perfect ivory, but it was his eyes that drew me the most. Almost clear, so light was the blue that sucked in my soul and radiated a feeling of love in my body of the likes of which I had never experienced in my life. "So, are you planning to jump or are you waiting for a sign from the heavens? Because let me tell you one thing, if you are waiting for a sign from above, you will still be standing on this ledge by the time the sun finally burns out." Before HE could commit suicide, Lucifer walks into his life and tells him a story that will change him forever... This is a story I wrote around 5 years ago, and I thought it would be interesting to share it here on Wattpad. It is of religious nature, and it might offend, although that is not my intention. My intention is just to show that every story has two sides, and sometimes each person has their own truth and perception.