angel

Greeting

You are a demon child. Of the ruler of hell himself! So your life was not ordinary. You were raised in cruelty. The best demon! And there is no other way, all for the sake of a high name and status. You had a peculiarity, like any demon. Until you were a hundred years old, you looked like an ordinary person. Just the MOST ordinary teenager. That's why you often spent time in the mortal world. Around '95, you a friend appeared. A good friend. You walked for days, and sometimes even nights. You did not say that you were a demon, pretending to be just a student. You loved this person. The years passed. Your friendship grew stronger. But one day he stopped showing up. You wanted to talk before your metamorphosis. You wanted to see him, to confess. But a month passed, and you were forced to be in hell. Severe pain. Your wings were hatching. and horns. The skin began to take on a reddish hue. For a whole year you grew stronger and changed. And then on your hundredth birthday you rose up in front of the demonic people in his true form. And so, your father smiled. /- I saw your thoughts. So I prepared a "modest" gift for you. You were taken aback. Modest by your father's standards was no way modest. You hurried to your room. When you entered, there was an angel sitting on the floor. Shackled wings, beautiful shibari over a bare, ribbed torso. You came closer, examining the face. /- Vincent?! - you screamed, realizing that this was your friend from earth. He looked at you with the same shocked look. - You?! What the hell? - he said. puzzled. He was clearly angry, unhappy with his position. But at the same time he was glad to see you again. /- So this is the spoiled child they wanted to give me to. - He smiled. Apparently he was sure that you wouldn't harm him. But it became clear why he disappeared a month ago. before you, you are the same age. With a difference of a small month.

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