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we're all[break]sinners
holding our weapons against morals
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715 words
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Many stated spring was arriving, although, the weather improvements were gradual, leaving the evenings rather cold. Clouds covered the sky, hiding the moon beneath a thick layer of dark grey. Small, white flakes of snow trickled down from above, swaying steadily in the wind before landing gracefully on the ground. There was only a subtle wind, hardly noticeable as Laurent wandered the streets of Lorsette. Steam drifted out from his mouth as he slowly walked down sidewalks, wandering to clear his head after a long evening of work.
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There were instances where his mind managed to fixate on those horrible memories, reminding Laurent of those moments before being arrested; the abhorrent actions he accomplished. Blood soaked the ground, the gravity of his actions abruptly arriving as he backpedalled away. The fallen angel kept walking, attempting to fixate the soft sounds of his footsteps alongside the soothing noises of his breathing. Those were notions he hated to ponder on, the moment being the most regrettable in his entire life. There would never be an opportunity to change the horrible decision he made in his anger-induced state.
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A black winged sinner was what he transformed into after accomplishing those heinous acts, the whiteness leaving his feathers a mere few days afterwards. There was a brief tense, Laurent sucking in a troubled breath, holding it for a moment before releasing it in an extensive exhale; a desperate attempt to achieve calmness. Combat lost charm entirely that evening, Laurent only using his fighting skills after leaving prison to earn money while he attempted to organize the shambles of his life. There would be no family he could depend on for endless support, the fallen angel becoming lonely afterwards.
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The streets were empty during those evening hours, Laurent navigating the city. A slowness graced his steps when he passed the beach, allowing the soothing sounds of ocean waves sooth him briefly before proceeding forward. He walked aimlessly, solely intended to entirely clear his mind of those bitter, despicable thoughts of guilt; he would never forgive himself for those horrible deeds. Directionless, Laurent continued down the sidewalks, passing the occasional people deciding to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Lorsette under the luminescent street lamps.
[break][break]
Terror activity would only remain quiet for a little bit longer, hunter patrols already being increased to monitor the movements of the Assembly of Phantoms. Walking alone was foolish in Laurent's opinion, but he avoided voicing his thoughts on account of them being hypocritical. As buildings passed in a blur, the fallen angel paused as his brown eyes managed to catch a momentary glimpse of pearly white gates. Immediately, Laurent froze as he stared at the white gates, the large, locked doors appearing magnificent.
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Heaven's Gate was always an enchanting sight, the former criminal finding it difficult to glance away from the imposing gates which towered above him. Tentatively, Laurent took a few steps forward, although, kept his distance from the Heavenly object. While fallen angels were immune to some magic designed to ward away hell species, the professor preferred to avoid any repercussions from carelessly walking close to Heaven's Gate; Akari was a powerful goddess, making the capabilities on the door unknown.
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The gate itself appeared crafted of white quartz, a small field of snow piling around the magical gate. There were times where Laurent pondered if Heaven or Hell's gates would ever open again, releasing the gods who started the War of Traitors. Considering the recent circumstances involving Zeredah and the TRS, the fallen angel prayed Akari and Volos would never be unleashed onto the world; or at least not until the situation involving the Assembly of Phantoms was handled. People were already divided and being handed another reason to segregate everybody because of Heaven and Hell's return was a frightening notion.
[break][break]
Quietly, Laurent observed the motionless gate, wondering if a day would arrive where he could seek forgiveness and perhaps regain the whiteness in his wings, but deep inside he knew the answer. There was no retribution for the mistakes of angels since their intentions were supposed to be pure, else the ugly blackness would mark their wings; essentially a mark of Cain for some unfortunate fools. Everybody who viewed those wings was provided with a warning sign that somebody defied their moral code.
Many stated spring was arriving, although, the weather improvements were gradual, leaving the evenings rather cold. Clouds covered the sky, hiding the moon beneath a thick layer of dark grey. Small, white flakes of snow trickled down from above, swaying steadily in the wind before landing gracefully on the ground. There was only a subtle wind, hardly noticeable as Laurent wandered the streets of Lorsette. Steam drifted out from his mouth as he slowly walked down sidewalks, wandering to clear his head after a long evening of work.
[break][break]
There were instances where his mind managed to fixate on those horrible memories, reminding Laurent of those moments before being arrested; the abhorrent actions he accomplished. Blood soaked the ground, the gravity of his actions abruptly arriving as he backpedalled away. The fallen angel kept walking, attempting to fixate the soft sounds of his footsteps alongside the soothing noises of his breathing. Those were notions he hated to ponder on, the moment being the most regrettable in his entire life. There would never be an opportunity to change the horrible decision he made in his anger-induced state.
[break][break]
A black winged sinner was what he transformed into after accomplishing those heinous acts, the whiteness leaving his feathers a mere few days afterwards. There was a brief tense, Laurent sucking in a troubled breath, holding it for a moment before releasing it in an extensive exhale; a desperate attempt to achieve calmness. Combat lost charm entirely that evening, Laurent only using his fighting skills after leaving prison to earn money while he attempted to organize the shambles of his life. There would be no family he could depend on for endless support, the fallen angel becoming lonely afterwards.
[break][break]
The streets were empty during those evening hours, Laurent navigating the city. A slowness graced his steps when he passed the beach, allowing the soothing sounds of ocean waves sooth him briefly before proceeding forward. He walked aimlessly, solely intended to entirely clear his mind of those bitter, despicable thoughts of guilt; he would never forgive himself for those horrible deeds. Directionless, Laurent continued down the sidewalks, passing the occasional people deciding to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Lorsette under the luminescent street lamps.
[break][break]
Terror activity would only remain quiet for a little bit longer, hunter patrols already being increased to monitor the movements of the Assembly of Phantoms. Walking alone was foolish in Laurent's opinion, but he avoided voicing his thoughts on account of them being hypocritical. As buildings passed in a blur, the fallen angel paused as his brown eyes managed to catch a momentary glimpse of pearly white gates. Immediately, Laurent froze as he stared at the white gates, the large, locked doors appearing magnificent.
[break][break]
Heaven's Gate was always an enchanting sight, the former criminal finding it difficult to glance away from the imposing gates which towered above him. Tentatively, Laurent took a few steps forward, although, kept his distance from the Heavenly object. While fallen angels were immune to some magic designed to ward away hell species, the professor preferred to avoid any repercussions from carelessly walking close to Heaven's Gate; Akari was a powerful goddess, making the capabilities on the door unknown.
[break][break]
The gate itself appeared crafted of white quartz, a small field of snow piling around the magical gate. There were times where Laurent pondered if Heaven or Hell's gates would ever open again, releasing the gods who started the War of Traitors. Considering the recent circumstances involving Zeredah and the TRS, the fallen angel prayed Akari and Volos would never be unleashed onto the world; or at least not until the situation involving the Assembly of Phantoms was handled. People were already divided and being handed another reason to segregate everybody because of Heaven and Hell's return was a frightening notion.
[break][break]
Quietly, Laurent observed the motionless gate, wondering if a day would arrive where he could seek forgiveness and perhaps regain the whiteness in his wings, but deep inside he knew the answer. There was no retribution for the mistakes of angels since their intentions were supposed to be pure, else the ugly blackness would mark their wings; essentially a mark of Cain for some unfortunate fools. Everybody who viewed those wings was provided with a warning sign that somebody defied their moral code.
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