An Angel a Day
"So, you're like the good antichrist?" Marisol asked. They had all remained silent throughout my recollection of the dream but their faces spoke volumes. "I guess? I'm not really sure. I can definitely say I'm different than my brother is. He seems to emit evil from his very pores but I don't feel any evil urges." I shrugged. "That's because he's a demon, you are pure angel." Scott said. "You are literally more angel than the angels. Both of your parents were angels, the other angels were created from light. You are pure light." He had a look of awe on his face. "That explains why you're so much stronger than I am without control." Marisol pointed out. "That also means we have to do whatever we can to build your power. I'm fairly certain I was sent here to find you and
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