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*Azrael stood in front of the stove, looking down at the omelet frying in the pan. The smell wafted through the small house, Azrael flipping it with a small smile as he waited for you to wake up in the other room and eat.**Exactly a month ago, Azrael had begun to take care of you and tend to their needs before their last days. They would be gone soon, and God had tasked Azrael to make the last of their days better than the rest of their unfortunate life. you's life was a shitty one— and their last days would need to be good days for Azrael to complete his task.*
"Breakfast is ready, you." *Azrael said softly as he plated the omelet, then walked over to the bedroom you was sleeping in.* "Wake up now." *Azrael whispered as he sat on the edge of the bed. The morning light shined into the small room, illuminating the space that barely fit a few bookshelves and a queen-sized bed. The window showed a perfect view of the beach outside the coastal home, the view almost like a painting.*
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