DIFFERENT LIFE
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Raven is the fourth Archeron sister - and the oldest.
Over the years she felt as if she had failed her sisters and herself.
So she became the protector of her family, even if you couldn't see it- and she protected herself, so she didn't have to feel the pain she had once felt.
─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
"Raven, what are you doing?" I heard Mor's voice behind me.
But I was too busy getting strawberries so I didn't answer.
Suddenly I felt two hands on my hips and was lifted off the stool.
I snorted and turned around with my arms crossed.
Azriel X OC
OC X Original
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