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Frans
Legacy Name: Frans

The

Darkmatter Torrey
Owner:

~~CHAIN~~

Age: 7 years, 6 months, 3 days

Born: October 21st, 2016

Adopted: 3 years, 10 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: June 13th, 2020

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

THE FATED FALLEN.

he can hear their whispers as he stands before michael, expression blank as the arch angel only grows more and more disgusted being in his presence.
it was a mistake. frans would never do such a thing !! maybe someone had blackmailed him !! perhaps a demon !! or another fallen such as lucifer !!
mismatched eyes flick out from where they gaze towards the other angels around him, disinterest obvious in them as he sighs and takes a step away from michael. ' i'll be taking my leave now. ' a short bow and frans spreads his wings, black feathers already beginning to shed from once glorious wings as he dives down towards earths surface.

its weeks later when he sits on the beach that an old familiar face shows up. a cigarette between his fingers, frans pays no attention to the doctor upon his initial arrival, a stream of smoke from his lips. the white coat catches his attention first, and frans finally shifts his eyes to take in the former mind of heaven. the two stay silent until josha finally speaks, authority having never left his tone even years after being cast out.
' it would have been better if they had just taken your wings. i heard the process of them losing all their feathers then ripping the remaining bones off can be horribly bad for the mental health. ' lighting a cigarette of his own, joshas eyes glance towards frans before back out to the spance of water before them.
he remains silent for a moment but frans shakes his head and chuckles, the knub of his cigarette being tossed and rubbed out in the sand at their feet. ' i deserve that then no doubt, i'll grit my teeth and bare it. '