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the pain was unbearable, more so when she was shot out of heaven when her brother unknowingly casted all the angels from their home. this was different. the pain hesediel felt made her crumble to the ground and cry out with pain. 

‘ w-what did you do to me? ‘ flat on her stomach she began to crawl towards her attacker in the mud but then stopped as it pained her so much to move barely an inch. 

the source of her pain came from her back but spread through her body like wildfire. the desire to touch her back was strong but she fought the temptation, her hands on the ground with mud surrounding them. the brown consistency was enough to distract her hands at the moment until the pain was subdued enough for her to explore what had happened.

@hellfirebound wanted a multipara/novella starter

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the demon knew well enough what was done; all he needed was an opening and he could shed the angel of the one thing they always held dear to them. not to say it didn’t come with difficulties; the first time he did this was out of anger and an opening. now, he had mastered it enough where all he had to do was time it properly.

❛ i did what was needed. ❜ more to the point, he took her wings due to the fact he could, and it was one of his prime tricks that was done when he got near any from the host. they may have been down to earth, but that didn’t mean that tracking them would be easy. by far, it wasn’t, but he still had his ways.

❛ you’ll heal eventually, but they’ll never regrow. ❜ ky didn’t know if they ever would, but at the same time, he just didn’t care — nor, did he care about what happened to her. all he knew was that she wouldn’t be a problem for quite a while.

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