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Setting
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March 13th, Evening.
Night was falling as a being tried to commit and irredeemable act, the act of suicide. The pinks and oranges of sunset twinned with the red of blood as a life was extinguished and another took it's place as an angel was gone forever from this world, in his place came one of the Fallen. Invisible wings, made of the inner strength of the young man twisted, shriveling into themselves and changing to a darker nature. Despair changer him in more ways that one as his wounds closed and his flesh hardened against further attacks, his inner making becoming more resilient in the same time.
He was immortal now, he would soon find out, and was given various gift of the mind in the process like empathy, a way to gauge intentions and even the mean to walk into other's dream to some extent. These powers will now grow as the young man interacted with other, growing and fading with their regards to him.
The world was now at his fingertips...
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