Empath's Demise
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 1h 52m
  • Reads 141
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 5
  • Time 1h 52m
Ongoing, First published Sep 29, 2023
Mature
God blesses the Earth with miracles for his creations to find. One such miracle takes form of a young girl, blessed by the hand of Divinity Marlo was six years old when she was ordained a Saint. A shackle that binds her to the vilest natures humans possess. 
The Devil prospers from carnage and what better way than to employ his four horsemen. Of course, every squad needs a commander. Sagan has been intimate with death since the moments of his birth. Known as the Mortal Reaper, death follows Sagan wherever he goes.
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I don't have to tell you about to me say I'm not normal. I don't even have to say my name. Just take my hand, and let me show you to the looking-glass. Look inside, and you'll see. I'm sixteen years old. I spend my life more with the dead than the living. And my father- why, my father is the Grim Reaper. Blakely knew from when she was born that she wouldn't lead a life that was ordinary. But even her unorthodox path took a turn when she met the half-angel, Arielle, whose soul had resisted her reaping. After being turned mortal, she is forced on a quest to discover her past: her heritage, her father's lies, and the true reason her brother ran away from home. Foes unite and secrets are spilled in a quest for the truth, and family are reunited and broken apart. But, when it counts, will Blakely make the right decision? This was the angel's true form, I knew; so pure that it was deadly to behold. "You won't have me, Blakely. You'll never have me."