His little Angel
her gentle eyes gazing over Madeline, who was playing with her scythe, yes she was evolving but her heart still remained pure.
"Nonsense...Damien didn't rub off on her, that boy is changing because of her, how can you say he's rubbing off on her..."
Aristotle..roared this was team Damien speaking. He was the god of nature, as to why he was on Damien side no one really knew.
"Aristotle you're right...shows she's really meliaka vessel in the mortal world..."
Sorra the goddess of birth and reincarnation said, the life of Madeline and Damien was their entertainment. They could not see the future, only predict.