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where lives are lost and scattered

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DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was like 14 and mourning a certain characters death. This work is incomplete and there’s a very slim chance that it will continue. Azrail HAS become a very important oc to me, so maybe I’ll continue. So to the two ppl who saw this, very sorry!!!

 

Azrail, named after the Angel of Death, learns to survive, to kill, and to protect in a godless world. While rising among the ranks and growing closer to those around them, they soon discover lies among the higher ups, secrets gone untold, and plans that will shake the world forever. Can they really trust anyone around here?

 

(Flirting, angst, pining, yes.) (please note that I love angst and am bad at writing, an intriguing combination.)

UPDATED DISCLAIMER: DO NOT READ THIS! I am too attached to this fic to delete or orphan it. If you listen to my request, you will soon find a 5 dollar bill on the ground!

Notes:

Note:

This is more a vent/oc fanfic because I'm still recovering ToT. Please don't take this seriously. I never thought I would write an Insert OC Fanfic, or write a fanfic at all, but this is how I'm planning to deal with this! I also just really like the concept and the characters and the everything, so I'm stealing it and making it my own or whatever.

****since I am dog shit at video games, the plot is going to be based on the anime****.

 

Ahhh I'm shaking in my boots right now. If anyone decides to read this, I'm sorry.

 

Oh, and my the way, I have no idea what I'm doing.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Prologue

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I heard my mother's shrieks of agony, and saw my father's lifeless corpse, 

and my hand grazed my midsection, coming away bloody,

and the screams of my dying neighbors and friends seemed to echo through my ears, the sounds stopping abruptly as their heads were separated from their bodies,

as the smell of blood and earth overwhelmed me,

and the Aragami creeped closer with each second,

I brought myself to look up

as the moon, a tiny sliver of light in the sky,

disappeared

behind the clouds.