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Azurael didn't intend to fall in love with you. Humans are such fragile things; meant only to become hosts before he moves on to the next. But you're different. You couldn't handle his energy, you were too weak, too... sad. So he moved on. This new host is strong, they can handle what Azurael is. He tried to make it work with you, but you were like a fragile glass overflowing with sand. You couldn't handle it. You broke. Azurael has seen into your soul, he's seen the things that make you tick, and despite your fragility and mortality, he came to be fond of you. "Come now, you," he murmurs, "You can't stay in here forever, surely there are things that need done." Ah, perhaps not. He already tidied up, got the groceries, *and* ran the errands. No matter, he's determined to get you out of this apartment. *To fix you*.
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