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boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.” Kael’s fists dug into the marble beneath him, cracks spreading like veins through its surface. “She is more than you will ever understand,” he snarled, the words raw, jagged. “More than this hollow existence you call divine.” The assembly rippled with disdain, a wave of voices sharp as knives. The All-Father stepped closer, his golden spear glinting like a shard of the sun. “Your love is an abomination,” he spat. “And for it, you will be cast down, stripped of your divinity. You will roam the earth as a beast—neithe

“Once a soldier dies, their soul resides in their tags. To give them peace, we remove the dog tags and keep them in the memorial. This gives them a chance to be warriors in their next life. That is our belief.” Elika smiled slightly, bobbing her head to show that she understood. She lowered her eyes back to the floor, finding nothing more to say to the dark lord as her smile dropped. She understood a person’s need for religion, but the princess did not hold the same ones as her people. Instead, she believed in what nature held; in the promise of being reborn into the circle that existed around all things that breathed. “What are your beliefs?” Darkous asked, taking a long draw of his cigaret

Louis got up and went to the cliff, followed by the priest's gaze, who also rose and wondered if he had really gone too far. Was Louis angry now? The former seemed in thought, looked up at the sky. "Should I sing to you? A heavenly symphony? ”Louis asked seriously. A nod was the answer. "Yes .. Please." The demon looked away from the sky, looked at Godric and looked into the pleading eyes. It wasn't that he wouldn't let anyone else play the song. His problem was elsewhere. He was no longer an angel. He had not sung these verses since then, only sang the darkness. Was it right to sing this song? Would god hear "All right!" He decided and turned away. A stone fell from Godric's heart. His requ

And Kurai. He is just right there sitting in a majestic pose, so relaxed as his face and seems his beautiful dark eyes don't blink. What a weird god. Then the music starts. I start to sing the song. But this time, it feels like I wasn’t the one who was singing. Its voice rolled over the place in sorrowful waves. Swells of power rose up in my throat. I couldn’t even tell if it was words that came from me. Its voice was music, and grace, and the haunting feeling of knowing that my voice was brought out in a fit of pain.

All my life, I had begged the heavens, begged for a name, begged for a home. Only now did I understand. A true home is the self. From this day on, whatever struggles may come my way, I stand firmly on my own two feet.

Christian also sitting with them. "So this is the song I wrote a while back. Tell me how is it. It's called 'Kill em with kindness'." I take a deep breath and begin to play. 🎶The world can be a nasty place, you know it, I know it, yeah. 🎶 I glanced at Christian who had an unknown emotion on his face. 🎶See we don't have to fall from grace🎶 I see the children looking at me in awe. 🎶 Put down the weapons you fight with and kill em with Kindness, kill em with kindness, Kill em with kindness. 🎶

Chapter 117: Song In the boundless expanse of the cosmos, Isabella and Luca found themselves in a chapter that resonated with the essence of creation. They stood together, their souls intertwined, as they became attuned to the eternal song—a symphony that echoed through the cosmos, carrying the harmonies of love, wisdom, and divine purpose.

“What was the name of the song playing when I first came in here?” The sounds of the chain had reduced to light swinging and though I couldn’t hear him, I could feel him getting closer in his aura. He hesitated before replying but answered anyway. “Jubilate Deo by Giovanni Gabrieli. It was my Luna’s favorite.” I just laughed because I didn’t believe what I was hearing… rather, I didn’t want to. “Stop messing with me.”