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“Let's say he did a lot of things wrong, but that's also in the past… He's a good person now.” The Fire God León de Fuego suddenly raised his head, looking at her coldly. "This is his destiny." “Is there anyone who hasn't made a mistake? Can anyone guarantee that nothing will ever go wrong? Have you ever done anything wrong? Why can't you give him a chance, he tried to be a good person.

Noah only started pursuing me when the deal was off. “But I’m not a good person. He is meant to be the good one, he should have stepped away,” Cian rants, at this point hardly making sense. I want to shake some into him, make him realise what he’s doing, and what he’s risking by being like this. “But the world is always against me. That’s why I was made to be a Sin.” “We don’t need to take this out on anyone Cian,” I remind him. “I do feel guilty, but I’m not going to apologise about making my decision.”

"Yes, Dakota. And it's been a journey worth taking. We've overcome so much." Dante, once a formidable force of darkness, had been held accountable for his sins. The punishment he had faced had not only brought about his own redemption but also served as a symbol of the supernatural world's commitment to justice and rehabilitation. His journey toward redemption was ongoing, but he had willingly embraced it, driven by a desire to make amends for the past.

"Yes… I, I was so scared I get stuck right there staring at Tasha's back. I didn't even help her." Jana refused to sympathize with him. "You were caught. You are wrong not because you did it but because you got caught. Choosing between good or evil is everybody's free will. You won't get judged wrong unless you got caught. Remember that. You're white 'till someone proves you to be black." "Myriad!" Austin's eyes bulged. "So you're asking him to do it again?"

They see Gunawan as the only entertainment that is very enjoyable. "Are you sorry enough? Are there any sins you've committed that you still want to regret right now?' Gunawan looked at the man who approached him with a deathly pale face. He was getting scared because the angel had come. He was sure that the angel would become an executioner who was ready to avenge all his sins in the grave later. “Lord angel. I did a lot wrong. But the two mistakes I just regretted were the most fatal of all my mistakes.”

Thank God. I'm sorry, sweetie. It's my fault that you're in this condition. The crime you committed was helping this old woman, which led you into the hands of these heartless beasts. She whimpered, her voice shaking, as she tried to wipe the blood off Keilah's face. Suddenly, she stood up and looked at each of us in the room. In a raspy voice she said,

“Our innocent little Kierra, always pretending you're above us. Can you even grasp what game you've been plunged into?" I pressed my palm flat against the cold partition glass, leaning closer too. “I know this much: everything you’re suffering right now—this prison, this abandonment, your pathetic downfall—it’s all a consequence of your father’s sins. And you? You were too weak to break free of them.”