This is a story about a boy named Two Time. They're in a cult that worships a type of god called 'Spawn'. They believe in the idea of being reborn into a second life when you die if you sacrifice the ones you love to this seemingly O.P god.
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„Oh, dear Spawn.. Please accept this sacrifice and grant me a second life! " Two Time cried, dropping to their knees. Their ritual dagger clatters to the ground splattered with Azure's blood. The same blood that had pooled on the floor and on the walls when they killed him.
Pain sears through their body, and wings rip out from their shoulder blades, causing them to scream out in agony. It was beautiful, being granted wings as they were given a second chance. However, it was just as agonizing as it was horribly beautiful.
„ Oh, thank you, Spawn for this second chance! Thank you! " Two time cries, forcing themself to look away from the body of their best friend and near lover, Azure.
❝𝘠𝘰𝘶... 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺?❞
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She helped anyone who came along her path, good or evil, right or wrong. Always battered to black and blue, always the same. Nursing them back to peace, she never cared about the way she imprinted in their mind.
Wandering aimlessly-neglecting her job-through the mountains of trash, her strolls seem to have caused her to accidentally rack up a heap of favours she can check in at anytime.
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❝𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦?❞
❝𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚.❞
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• HEAVY manga spoilers, not recommended to anime-onlys unless you won't mind them, proceed at your own risk
• Please do not ignore the notes in the introduction as you read my work <3
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Started: 31//August//2025
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Updates: In the process of editing + republishing (updates every 2/3 days)
Status: Ongoing
∆Gachiakuta is made by Kei Urana.∆
∆Credits go to them for the characters except for my own.∆