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Heaven Will Not Fall

Azrael found himself ensnared in the enigma of memory loss, a veil obscuring his origins and history. The contours of his past had dissolved into an abyss of oblivion, leaving him with fragments of recollections pertaining to an unfamiliar realm. Amidst this disarray, one unwavering certainty remained: he bore a purpose that had propelled him to this enigmatic place.

MelvinDash · Fantaisie
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The Clash of Pride

Michael, seizing upon Lucifer's evident struggle to command Azrael, readied himself for a decisive strike. With a determined gaze, he summoned the formidable HEAVENLY LIGHT SWORD—an immense weapon that materialized with a brilliance matching its name. The sword's colossal length spanned half the city, a testament to the celestial power at Michael's disposal.

Lucifer, sensing the impending attack, braced himself, choosing not to evade. His confidence rested on the assumption that Azrael, loyal to the core, would intervene to deflect the impending blow. As Michael unleashed the heavenly weapon, his eyes keenly observed Lucifer's reactions, gauging the demon prince's reliance on Azrael's intervention and calculating the potential impact of the impending clash. The air crackled with tension as the celestial sword descended, its radiant glow casting an otherworldly aura upon the battleground.