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He really is a fucking ghost, and he fully plans to do as the dead-woman possessing my mother warned: leave his current vessel to drop dead and rot and move on to his selected, supernaturally strengthened new host… I shiver, eyes on the church doors, and hand never leaving my revolver. “There will be others, like Father Jost and the best of our students, those strongest in faith, to lead this congregation. Remember, brothers and sisters, that death is not the end for those of us who are God’s beloved chosen.” I can straight-up feel that sickening, fake, benevolent smile he no doubt gives as he speaks those words. “We will meet again, whether on this plane, or in paradise. Keep vigilant for t

The grief that once consumed me was gone, instead replaced by a strange sense of peace. Then, my father suddenly looked up, almost like he could see me. He broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. "Adeline… my sweetheart… is it really you? Did you see it? We did it. We made her pay. Can you ever forgive us?" My mother crawled up from the floor, tears streaming down her face as she reached toward me. "Adeline, you came back to see me, didn't you? I miss you so much. In the next life, please come back as my daughter again. I promise I'll make it up to you. I'll love you the way I should have this time."

I wandered over to the window, pulling back the curtains to reveal a stunning view of the village below, its lights twinkling beautifully. As I watched the village and its peacefulness I made a short gratitude prayer to the goddess. I turned away from the window, surveying my new surroundings. Everything screamed majestic, royalty. It felt like I was on some sort of vacation. A glance at the big clock on the wall reminded me of the dinner appointment.

And it spread. Through cities, through islands, through every place touched by the storm, the message moved. “They’re here.” “Heaven has sent them.” “Pray.” Screens lit up across the country. News channels broke into live coverage, cameras focused on the storm, on the ocean, on the two figures standing above it. Millions watched. Many prayed. Above the sea, Kaelith glanced downward, his expression shifting slightly. “They’re staring.” Aurelian remained still. “They are witnessing.”

Mission seducing starts. ************************************ How is it ?

A cool air of damp limestone and old iron whizzes past Heaven’s nose, and—due to the silence within the vicinity—she suspects there may be fewer or no souls living around the area. Glancing up, there aren’t any electric wire crossings either, which means Ziason wasn’t kidding when he told her to forfeit her phone. He really was bringing her to an uncivilized area. “Just out of curiosity, Mr. Father,” Heaven starts while jogging to catch up with Ziason’s long strides, “would I be allowed the liberty to use a TV, at least? I cant be dancing everyday all year long, and I’ll certainly grow bored.” The guy doesn’t respond. Instead, he pushes open the heavy, iron, double doors of the tower that us

It was almost a billion people. Not only Americans but even people from all over the world were also watching the live stream because it was very exciting. SwitchTV officials had pinned to the top the broadcast about the Heaven Flipping Seal razing Homan Tower to the ground earlier in their platform, stunning the entire Internet. Then, many other platforms and self-media spread the broadcasted footage spontaneously. The shocking scene had stunned the people in the world.

I can't believe my ears, the earth was dancing beneath my feet and I can't believe what my ears listened to. After ten years of no hope, after ten cursed years, ten years of longing and hopelessness, I stopped believing in God but little did I know he will return all my happiness, answer all unsaid prayers and bless me with the most beautiful blessing, my parents. "My parents, they are alive." "My Mom, Dad, my life, my happiness, he had returned it all." "Utter Bliss"..." Pure Blessing"

Heaven’s POV I reach across the table and grab Sydney’s hand. “Syd, listen to me. Why don’t we just ask Damien to help? I'm sure he can make one phone call and Laurent will be begging to come back.” Sydney’s eyes widen. “No. Heaven. I’ll look like...like I’m using him.” “You wouldn’t be using him,” I say softly. “You’d be asking your brother for help. That’s what family does.”

Xion’s lips parted as he questioned the lady, “You’re kidding, right? True Blessing is a myth.” Sierra glared at him and tiredly answered, “It’s not. It’s right in front of your eyes, Xion.” Gray looked up at the two people who glared at each other for the hundredth times already. “G-guys, what’s a True Blessing?” His question did work as Sierra averted her focus to the kid. Her eyes clearly showed uneasiness and complicated things that she hadn’t share.