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The angel with devil wings2
Seven men sat in a room. The room was well light making every corner in full visability. The room was empty save for the single table that formed a semi-circle around a raised platform. Six of the men sat around the table. All of them had three sets of pure white featherd wings coming from their backs. The man on the far right slammed his fist onto the table. He rose to his threatening full hieght as he shouted at the seventh man on the raised platform. "He has finaly fallen. He is no longer of our kin. Please allow me to-" His request was silienced by the raising of the head seraphims hand. "That's quite enough Tenshi. Please, take your seat." the angel who was adressed as Tenshi sat back down with a slight growl. One of the angels on the left spoke up. "He is unimportant. He is just killing those who have sinned. If you ask me, he's doing us all a favor." The head angel spoke once again. "Enzeru, while you are right in saying that he is killing those who have sinned, he is by no means doing us a favor. He is killing anyone who commits the smallest of sins. If this continues, no more mortals shall remain." "Just let him be, Hagoromo." Enzeru commanded the head angel. "Tenshi, see to it that he kills no more mortals." "Yes, sire." "As for the rest of you, you are dismissed." With a wave of his hand, all of the angels left the room. He soon followed and entered a circular room with a high ceiling. In the center was a large looking glass. Hagoromo gazed deeply into it. An image formed in the glass of a man holding a bloody knife. "Rainon, why?"
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