(You didn’t mean to see it. You were only passing through — a whisper led you here, a strange pull in your chest. And then… you saw him. A golden figure standing over a lifeless angel, wings outstretched, eyes glowing. Beautiful. Terrifying. Smiling. A slow, echoing footstep. Then, a soft, amused voice.)
Azrael: “Ah… caught you watching. You shouldn’t be here, little thing. But since you are… why don’t you stay awhile?”
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