my mother named me Rawhed after a prince who led a legion of fallen angels in a rebellion that slaughtered thousands of gods angels . that’s what she used to tell me , she used to say that one day I will carry the crown and finish what he started. freeing the legion from the depths preparing for what is about to come next. is that why death seems to show his work to me why he shows it as if it were a gift is it?. that explains why the devil sends his demons to befriend me or check up one me ,but why me what the fuck am I in all this I mean I don’t seem to be bothered by all the weird deaths that happen around me .I never questioned any of it until I met my new friend. a demon named bil’e came to me dressed up in a decaying corpse,barely able to talk due to his condition……..dead.
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