Rafael's POV:
"Rafael, how did you do that, and what's happening with this letter?" Astrid asked, her eyes wide with bewilderment. "What do you mean that you are Azael?" She asked.
"Indeed, Little Dove. I am Azael," I said.
"And how do you know that?" she said, raising her brow.
"Okay, hear me out; I'm not sure how that's possible or why I hadn't realized it all along, but when I passed out, or should I say died there, something happened to me. I was transported to a location with nothing but pitch-black nothingness around me. Someone certainly addressed me as Azael there. The voice was distant, but you know what surprised me?" I inquired, but I asked that of myself. "I was reacting to that voice and felt natural, like that's me, which increased the possibility that I am the Azael my m
