Sins of the fallen

Sins of the fallen

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well my first story I hope its good, pardon any spelling errors please,sorry but long description warning. I don't own the title pic all rights go to the owner of those eyes Dameian shade, ever heard of her? No? Of course you haven't no one knows her, she doesn't exist, at least not any more. At the ripe age of 23, august 10 1627, she was wrongly accused of witch craft and burned at the cross, and in death swore that she would help any innocent soul that was wrongly convicted to make their way to heaven, and those who did the framing were surely going to hell. Now the lord of death the grim reaper himself, heard her promise and granted her the ability to do so..... she was now one of his children, a grim reaper. Now after hundreds of years see where she is now..........
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I was the daughter of Duke Solon, I thought I was the last child. My elder brother is following in my father's stead. We were never really close. We both share my father's personality, a wedge that makes it hard for the three of us to talk to one another. It was fine, living like that, I mean. I was the daughter of the Duke, engaged to the Prince who didn't seem to care that much about the engagement. I was the Master of Ancient Magic at the Magic Tower. I had everything and I was stronger than most. The only terrible thing was that on my coming of age ceremony, it was all ruined. Catherina broke into my ball, claiming to be the daughter of some woman and my father. She looked like her mother and acted like her to gain my father's affection, society's adoration and the Prince's love. For two years she ruined me up to the point of my death. She somehow was able to frame me and villainize me as she stole my fiancé and life. She continued doing so until I somehow was framed for attempted murder. My father called me a traitor and a liar, the Prince sentenced my death and no one stopped it. I woke in my body again, 18 years old and with a plan. I don't want the Prince who will ridicule me, embarrass me and choose the woman over me. I don't care for all those who supported her over me. I had one plan. Kill her before she kills me.

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