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Venora
Legacy Name: Venora

The

Storm Devonti
Owner:

Sugar

Age: 4 years, 4 months, 2 weeks

Born: December 11th, 2019

Adopted: 4 years, 4 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: December 11th, 2019

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 11
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 1
Books Read: 1
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Professional Centropolis Crosswalk Helper

Venora had always loved being a demon and was thrilled when she was promoted to serve as a "bad conscious". Only the worst behaved demons got the chance to be the evil guardians that kept humans in balance. Of course this meant she'd be working with a pompous goody-two-shoes angel serving as the 'good conscious' too.

There had had four different charges that Venora had tempted from birth to death before she was assigned to Carol. Carol was nothing special as far as humans go, in fact she was average. It was her angel guardian that made her important to Venora. Ezra was the most spectacular creature Venora had ever seen. He was beautiful, they all were, but he wasn't 'stuffy' in the way other angels were. He didn't get angry with Venora either, in fact he seemed to find her amusing. He'd often smile at her antics, maybe shake his head, but he never really judged her and he never yelled.

Venora found she really enjoyed Ezra's company and was glad that since they had the same human charge they would be together until Carol died. The though of being separated from Ezra caused a strange and unfamiliar pang in Venora's chest so she decided she'd do everything in her power to keep Carol alive and keep them all together. She wanted to please Ezra, but more than anything she wanted to continue beside him, enjoying the natural flow of their conversation. Ezra was a man of few words, he'd often respond in shakes of his head or facial expressions, but he'd

Carol who had never been special for a human was now more than ordinary, after all she had both an angel and a demon protecting her. Venora had broken quite a few demon laws in order to protect Carol, she was supposed to die nearly twenty years ago, but Venora couldn't let go. Sadly, old age was something that Venora couldn't prevent even though she tried desperately. Ezra had to be aware of what Venora had been doing, yet though the years he had never said anything about it. They had become unlikely friends and Venora became more aware with each passing year of her love for the angel. It was a forbidden love that she hadn't dared act upon, he just wanted to be by his side.

As they days went by Carol grew sick and weak. Despite everything that Venora had done to prolong the woman's life it was coming to an end. Death would arrive in a few short minutes and after he lead Carol to the afterlife Venora would be whisked back to hell for evaluation and reassignment. She didn't want to go. Standing as Carol's bedside she looked over to Ezra and was surprised to see that he was staring back at her. Slowly Venora crossed to the other side of the hospital bed and stood beside Ezra bravely taking his hand in hers. The feeling of something fluttering in her heart made her look to where their hands were connected. Ezra had returned her grasp and was drawing lazy circles on her hands with his thumb. Their eyes met and Ezra lifted Venora's hand to his lips placing a chaste kiss. With a flash of lightning Death appeared for Carol. Erza's eyes never left Venora. A sad smile played on his lips as he softly spoke. "I'd fall for you."--