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Memory riddles...

Memory riddles...

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Angels tears, devils roars, heaven crumble, hell falls! The voice of god and the judgement upon humans, what lies under the cover of the riddles? I don't get all the meaning of these prayers! Empty words to a thing that's does not exist on earth! Questioning you every actions, and existent, begging for forgiveness and going threw shit and felling like dirt! My name my be Gabriel and my father my be god himself, but I don't care, fuck them all! What the hell is this about me being the salvation, and why is someone named Michael, even if I feel the evil aura from him destined to be my mate???!! Hell to much questions but I will have my answers in this hell hole called Rosary Academy for "spiritual" creatures.
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I knew there was always something special about me. I knew I was different from all the other girls. I could feel things before they actually happened, hear things nobody else could. I wasn't normal, there was just something there. In no way though, had I expected to be told that not, was I only half human, but 50% angel, and not an angel of heaven. A fallen angel, damned, yet given a second chance to make things right, to be rescued before taking the wrong turn in my life that shamed me from my existence in heaven. Only problem, someone wants me to stay damned, to never become the angel I was meant to be. They'll stop at nothing to kill me, plus I have no clue what exactly I'm fighting against and on top of it all I am nothing without my locket. My locket is my true source of power, it's what kept me alive that terrible night.

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