| The Wings They Call Death |

TW: Mention of death and massacre.

Humans and avians used to get along.

Used to. But not anymore. Humans saw avians as uncontrolled: no leaders, no laws, no consequences for their actions. Who would stop them if they ever decided to attack?

So what would any good species go about solving such a problem? Kill every last one of them, of course!

And the humans did just that, leaving a broken Philza and baby Wilbur as the only survivors. All Philza wants to do is live in peace again, but peace is impossible when everyone is out for the Angel of Death's head.

So he hid, taking two children under his wing in the meantime. Will Philza manage to protect the last remaining avians from death's clutches or will the watchers of the skies fade into oblivion?

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The quote on the cover art reads, "Even when it feels hopeless, even when the world believes you should be dead, there will always be a path to peace and freedom. All you have to do is believe it exists and you'll find it."

(This is my original story, but the characters such as Philza, Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit, BadBoyHalo, and Tubbo belong to the content creators that play them. I do not support any negative actions of the creators. I adore the characters, not the actors.)