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Izual

Redakteur: Exodus Tales

Izual had no armor, no cloak, no hood. He was a true angel floating in front of Abel. His body was translucent and had glowing wings.

Abel couldn't sense any soul energy from Izual, but he was sure that Izual still had his soul, and it was right in front of him.

Under the analysis of his world stone, Izual was made entirely out of energy. He wondered if all angels were like that.

Izual was an angel of bad luck. His soul had been corroded by hatred, and his body was locked up by a demon ever since he was captured by hell.

However, when hell finally won the war and left the Dark World, it took care of this last living angel by taking away his sentience.

Izual's soul was frail, and he lost the support team of angels. Therefore, after tens of thousands of years of corrosion, every single bit of sentience in Izual's soul was destroyed.

What was floating in front of Abel was the dead shell of an angel, without any ability to do autonomous thinking. 

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