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We moved to one of the demons art, it looks dark, if you put your head close your could see the world in between, the world between this earth and the world of dreams. "What do you wanna see next?" Dante asks, not minding that I'm taking forever looking at the art. "The animals?" I ask, it's said some of the angels have recreated the ones back in heaven, and I wanted to see them! "Of course my love" Dante says walking us toward them.

Guia said and sat down on Xavier's bed. "Let's go!" I anxiously invited Nay Aurelia and went out of Xavier's room. By the way, the fetching is done whenever a Fantasian dies, Nay Aurelia told me that the Ophanim, the angels that have the form of three wheels going round and round and on the surfaces of those wheels, will come down , it also has six wings, and inside the wheel there is a circle that looks like an eye, it is said that they carry the body of the dead Fantasian there to be taken to purgatory and tried by the Supreme Dea Justo, they don't have chosen to be picked up, no matter whether it's bad or good, they will also pick you up and be your deliverers to purgatory.

"Hey human, since you can see and hear me, then fine. I will introduce myself properly. I am the Angel Sue, as you said just now, I am indeed the Angel of Death, however, I'm not here to take your life, I'm here to replace Cupid who is in charge of finding love for you. So, just tell me what kind of man do you want!" "NO!" the girl screamed hysterically. Not long after, several nurses came and asked what happened. This is troublesome, so I point my hand at them and make time to stop around my client. "You'll definitely find me a terrible partner. Just let Cupid do it." She screamed. "Too bad, I just broke the wings of Cupid who was supposed to find you a mate. So that's fine!" "No, why did y

"THEN FUCKING DO SOMETHING, NIMROD!" "I'LL GET HELP!" Daniel riffled through the drawers to his little pulpit and pulled out a key ring with a thousand keys on it. A couple of wafers of ambrosia fell out on the floor as I hunched down, screaming as my fingers blackened. Underneath was tanned skin, and I couldn't tell if that was a good or bad thing. An ear fell off, and Daniel looked like he was going to vomit. "Oh fuck this!" Angels, as a rule of thumb, did not reveal their true selves when humans were around, alive or dead.

/ He laughed loudly, swinging his bat and hitting brittle objects in the fancy hotel. He is a Death Angel, his name is Draven Black. A modern-day grim reaper, wearing not a cape but a black emo suit with a pair of black wings to fly. He does not have a scythe, he has a bat for beating humans. His look is completed by black hair and an upside-down cross hung in his left ear.

'You mean, like a Cherub? Ethan rolled his eyes. 'For fuck's sake,' he growled, massaging his knuckles against his forehead in frustration. 'I swear, Renaissance art has got a lot to bloody answer for. Forget the little plump kids with the blonde ringlets and feathery wings because that's just bullshit. Scripture and history would have you believe they are beautiful, because who the fuck wants to know that Angels could look like that? Cherubim are a long way from being beautiful and I can't even tell you they're beautiful on the inside either, although I'm quite sure you've worked that one out for yourself already.'

It took him a moment before he spoke again. “I know, I’m not fucking with you. I swear. I wish there was another way to get around this, but there isn’t. We both have to die in order to prevent the portal from being opened… Correction, Ambrosia needs to choose Rowen, and then after that, we both need to die… Otherwise, all is lost.” He said, and then he was gone. “Have I told you how much I fucking hate Angels?” I sneered to Nero. He snickered in my mind, but knew he knew exactly what I was talking about. Slimy bastards, Angels. I thought, while shaking my head.

I can't lose my angel! *************************

“No. They are not. The ones that had been born were typically not as strong as the angels who had a wolf spirit placed inside. Such as Trenton, Jake’s mate was an offspring of a created hybrid, which is why he is not as closely aligned as you are.” I furrowed my brows, I felt like I was missing something here. “If I am more closely aligned then I am the offspring of...” I stopped and looked at Avery. “You were one of the ones created. An angel?” She nodded. “Well how come Trenton’s mother is dead? I thought angels couldn’t die?” She looked at Trenton sadly. “It is not that they cannot die, there are very few weapons that can kill them and it can typically be done only by another angel, or a

Power bursts forth from each seal until it sails off and searches for its masters. As soon as the power clears, my sisters appear before me. Each one is wearing angelic armor that is similar to mine. The armor covers them from head to toe. Their helmets have angelic wings molded on the sides and half-masks shaped like a dove's face. The only thing you can see is their glowing eyes and the bottom half of their faces. However, I don’t need to see their faces to know what their human exteriors look like. I know that War has hone-colored eyes, Death has scarlet-colored hair, and Pestilence’s eyes are two different colors.