Disclaimer: DON'T own any of Square-Enix's characters or Spira or The Fayth or anything like that, DO own The Lady Neit, Dark, the rest of the 14 Archangels, Zervan Red, Zulu Verigne, Cassis Verigne, Zeph and Dae Baht, every other character I made up, Forgiveness, an every other random magical ability type thing I made up. Thank you.
A/N: Okay, story is kinda down for renovation. Putting in extra parts and rechecking my spellings and grammar and such, but here's The Obligatory Prologue Page for those who care.
That was your story. Now listen to mine.
Hey there. How's life been treatin' ya? Hopefully not as bad as it was treating me once. In fact, anybody else's life could never be as bad as mine. But I'll spare you the sob story, in fact I'll spare you everything. Including...never mind.
So, hello and welcome to my account of my own life…
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But, before I start, let me explain Archangels to you.
An Archangel is like a parasite, except it doesn't feed off its host. It is, however, passed along through many different people. It can only be passed when the host dies, so when I got the Archangel Darkness…it should never be passed on again.
I remember the times I sat on my bed, in my house in Besaid and cried to myself wishing I could die.
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