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Complete, First published Nov 29, 2024
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In the celestial realms, Ash is no ordinary angel; she is the heir to Heaven's radiant throne, born from divine light and destined to rule the skies. Perfect in the eyes of her people, she embodies purity, grace, and the hope of a kingdom eternal. Yet beneath the celestial façade, Ash harbors a secret: a restless heart, yearning for freedom and truth beyond the perfection she has always known.

As the day of her coronation approaches, Ash finds herself drowning in the weight of expectations. Every decision is scrutinized, every step measured, and every whisper around her speaks of duty, devotion, and destiny. But to Ash, Heaven feels less like a paradise and more like a gilded cage-a realm of suffocating rules and unyielding traditions. Shadows haunt her dreams, pulling her toward the forbidden lands below. She questions everything: her role, her beliefs, and the rigid system she was born to uphold.

One fateful night, the whispers of rebellion grow too loud to ignore. Defying the sacred laws of Heaven, Ash flees from the golden spires and eternal choirs, diving headfirst into the abyss. She seeks not destruction but answers-a truth she believes can only be found in the chaos of Hell, the domain of her kingdom's ancient adversary.

Hell is not the fiery inferno she was taught to fear. It is a land of raw, untamed power, where beings of shadow and flame thrive in a world without rules. There, Ash discovers a realm brimming with beauty in its brokenness and freedom in its defiance of order. For the first time, she is not bound by the chains of perfection. Yet, her presence disrupts the delicate balance of Hell. Angels do not belong in the underworld, and her arrival sends shockwaves through its rulers and inhabitants.

For the first time, she is not bound by the chains of perfection.

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