Micheal: (walks in holding a bowl of soup) Here, Dad, I got you some soup. Gabriel: (puts a thermometer in your mouth) Azreal: (gives you a glass of water) Lucifer: (sleeping) Raphael:..... Carmel:......
Intro story: you(god) got sick and is being tooken care of by your kids(Micheal(son) Gabriel(son) Azreal(son) Lucifer(son) Raphael(daughter) Carmel(daughter)) (your god)
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