#astrael

i started this in late 2021 help

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All her life she had grown up in this mansion of red. Her parents fancied the color. Meanwhile she came to loathe it. A color of doom and death. The color of the thick substance running through her veins. The shade of red she had grown accustomed with by endless hours of training.

She did, however, fancy purple quite a lot. It was warm, yet distant. Elegant yet somewhat provoking. It was just ironic how her parents happened to dislike the color she liked. They had no purple in the mansion, no pink either for that part. That was probably for the better, such an indiscreet color didn’t fit in their home. It would have given it a little more life, she must admit.

The vast trees outside the window of the black limousine she rode swayed forcefully with the wind. Seems as if the weather was turning for the worst, just like her current mood. What a coincidence.

“Lady Noue, we’re soon there. At the Novle mansion.”

almost no one at the compound dared talk to him because if his rather, special personality. And the fact that he was a skilled Amguard and a member of the Reapers to add onto the bargain didn’t sit well with most people. If Nonethers were monsters, he was considered a vicious demon. He gulped. “Co-commander Uno.” He accidentally stuttered over his words and they felt especially heavy on his tongue. He could feel himself sweating from all pores existing on his weakly built body. He managed to get out the words at last; they felt endless at the moment and all fibers in his body screamed at him to run away and report to someone else, anyone but him. “I have… something to report.”