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Apathetic Angel VILuna continues to seek answers from the angel figure in front of her. Asking her where she is and how she got there. The angel’s eyes are like a couple of bottomless wells, full of brightness as she stares back at Luna, trying to draw her closer and into her arms. Before Luna notices, the angel has landed and is standing right in front of her, face to face. The wind blowing Luna’s hair back and fourth doesn’t seem to disturb the angel at all as she just stands there, like a hologram. Luna is then struck by the disturbing feeling that the woman in front of her isn’t actually there, that’s she’s only a mirage. So she reaches out to her, slowly,Apathetic Angel VI
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Apathetic Angel VCain, Dita and Stephanie head for an isolated chamber in the basement of the mansion. Cain’s father, Archangel Azrael had built this mansion millenniums ago to serve as his domain where he could hide during times of unrest such as these. But the master of the house is nowhere around. The only ones who dwell there are his sons, Cain and Seth, Dita and a quiet and self centered character called Jacob von Eckenfelder III. And of course, Stephanie. Jacob is fundamentally different from the other three. Jacob is a man. Jacob is the peak of nature’s creation, a pure and unaffected being blessed with the gift of sin. The son gave his kind the abilitApathetic Angel V
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Chapter I: Satanica pt.1~Luna~Chapter I: Satanica pt.1
It's a beautiful day. The sun is burning hot and the sky is as deep and clear as the ocean. There is a mild gust blowing and everyone seems to be on the streets, moving the lawn, barbequing, or just running around and playing, enjoying the life. There is a boy throwing Frisbee to his dog, and two girls seem to be throwing a tea party for their dolls. But at a remote playground, in a suburban part of the town sits a rather out of place girl on an old, creaking swing. She seems about fifteen old, with long and blond hair. The solar beams flow through the girl's golden locks as they swing back and forth, in rhythm to the swin
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Az 'n Luce, an unfinished workAz, do you believe in absolution?Az 'n Luce, an unfinished work
Are you asking me whether I believe in the existence of such or the possibility to acclaim one?
Don’t answer my questions with another question; you know well what I’m asking.
Well, since the exact opposite is such a terrifying reality for the both of us, why shouldn’t it be so?
Az…
Ha-ha, I apologize. Why are you bringing this up anyway?
A thought occurred. During your service, did he ever speak of it?
Of what?
Of the possibility for a mere angel to become one with the astral waves.
Well, I m
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Before me was nothing to see, to be heard.
An abyss of unfinished sentences, words.
Fragments of certainty dissolve in my mind.
Spawned by unconsciousness wretched and blind
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