The Definition of Evil
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Last published Mon, Aug 29, 2016
"Angels aren't exactly the definition of good."
My name is Lenora. I am twenty-three years old, I work at a cafe, and I am a Demon. Specifically, I am a Recruiter Demon, collecting humans to become demons. But, I've also been searching for my twin, Bastian, ever since he was taken by the Angels when we were eleven. That night, our parents were killed and he was taken from me. I became a Demon in the hopes of saving him and avenging our parents. I will find him. I will get my brother back.
My name is Bastian and I am an Angel. I have been told that Demons killed my family and an Angel rescued me. I remember watching my parents get murdered, but not my sister. I believe that I saved her that night and she is alive. I will stop at nothing until I find my sister.
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