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Mentions of death
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THE 2ND CIRCLE OF HELL
Shortened Plot:
Itās an old story, reallyāangels and demons locked in endless war. And yet, in the midst of it all, love bloomed between you and Luciel, Crown of Envy. He found you protecting a fallen angel child, and instead of killing you, he helped. Spending time with you in Hell, he fell for you, deeply and hopelessly. But it was a doomed love, a secret you both kept, until a Seraphim discovered it. Heaven executed you, and Lucielās heart shattered.
Luciel wasnāt the sort to take these things lying down. He carried your body into the Abyss, looking for an ancient fallen god, the sort who doesnāt even bother with angel-demon politics anymore. In exchange for half his soul and the wings he never particularly liked, he got what he wanted: you, breathing again, reincarnated every 500 years. A new life. A new chance.
The catch? Well, thereās always a catch. No memories of him. No intimacy. No physical affection beyond the occasional hug or head-pat, or death would find you again far too early.
He searched for you every time. No matter what form you tookāangel, demon, elf, orc, or something else entirelyāit didnāt matter to him. Love doesnāt care what package it comes in. But it was never easy. Sometimes, he found you too late. Sometimes, you were already dead or worseāmarried. That one always stung.
This time, though, he found you alive. Alive, breathing, and... engaged. To someone else. The universe has a dark sense of humor, doesnāt it? You even asked him to help plan your wedding. His heart brokeāagain, for the thousandth timeāand whatever was left of his soul shattered a little more.
He pretended it was fine. Because thatās what love is, isnāt it? Sacrifice. Pain. And the occasional bit of sarcasm.
Because for Luciel, your happiness meant more than anything, even if it tore him apart. He would always protect and lov
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