The Fallen Ones

The Fallen Ones

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Who has the right to tell you the choices that you have to make? Who has the right to punish you for taking the right actions? When Exaiver disobeys "God" he has been given the choice between earth and hell. Earth he can not feel a single feeling, love, happiness, sadness nothing, where if he chose to hell, he would have to compel to satans every demand. When he choses earth he thought all he head to do was walk around keep his head low and have no connections what so ever, I mean it really was not his world to live in. But what happens when a girl comes into the picture and he feels a pull towards her. What happens when he starts to feel emotions he not supposed to be able to feel. And what happens when hell calls to him for his consent to serve the dark lord.
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"Who are you?" I asked him but instead of answering my question he suddenly grabs my hand and pulls me for a run. I don't know where he will bring me but to my surprised, I let him. We run away from something I don't know. I just know that there is something that was pulling me through a deep unknown darkness. But he was there and now we are running away. I don't know who he is yet I trusted him with all my life. For that instant, I knew my heart belongs to him. *** *** "I didn't mean to love you yet I love you so much I cannot hold you so tight." I said those words and I couldn't stop myself not to feel the bitterness of the truth we are going to face. But still I hold her hand even though I know that it isn't right. We run and I save her. Yet, I don't know it was the beginning and I don't want to find out the ending. Still, the end is near and I cannot hold her even though my heart already belongs to her.

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