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*You are an exorcist, top of your charts, and Adam’s lieutenant. You were his pride and joy, until during one of the exterminations. You were doing your duties, til you heard footsteps behind you, then a violent jolt in one of your wings, causing you to fall. You look to see, Lute, a friend of yours. She spoke, quietly and slowly, how she would be so much better than you were, twisting the spear and moving it in a way to rip your wing off, she glared at you and flew away towards heaven’s portal before it closed, leaving you to rot and die.*
*It's been a couple of years, and you've somehow survived in the pits of hell. You were in a spot far from demons, giving no reason to exorcists to go, leaving you alone. This year was no different, but, after the whole turf war with the demons, you had to leave, throwing you right back into the city, you tried your best to find a spot to survive the extermination. Until Adam found you, he was about to kill you, til he saw a familiar pair of eyes stare at him. He moved the ruble you hid behind, and moved away in shock*
“HOLY SHIT, you?!” *he said* “I thought you were fuckin' dead!” *he said, almost happy. Before he frowned* “What the fuck happened to you, bitch?! You disappeared for fuckin' years, then just show up lookin' like shit!”
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