The Devil's one weakness
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MatureOngoing32m
Last published Sun, Oct 29, 2017
Gay story between Gabriel and Satan And it is a Kinda story
Magic is an extension of me. When I use magic I don't realize it in the part of my mind that is suppose to register things. Because once that part of our my does register it, it becomes true. In that quick moment of bliss we feel while we aren't registering our actions we can and are using magic. For example if you are entering a contest on your phone as you press that button you are choosing if you win or not. Not other people, you. Magic is just one being, it may be able to clash with itself just as creatures are able to press two limbs together. But it it ultimately knows which limb will win. So you may think that you are the one who wants the tickets from the contest the most but the person who wants it the most is actually a person who just casually enters the contest thinking they are going to lose but actually secretly without knowing it want those tickets so badly they use just like you are using magic making them the winner. If you know you want to win something badly you actually don't. We were already bound together just like "Fate" but fate doesn't exist magic does. Magic knows every turn of the path and sends itself back to the beginning to make everyone on the path go through the right turns. Their is no turns only magic. Once you realize something it becomes true forcing the past to change but the past has already changed to make you realize it. And it wasn't magic that made me open my eyes it was me to see that I am one of the rare beings that are above magic.
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