Requested by DakiTheTaki !! tysm 4 the request !

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You walk into your private office, your whole body tensed and filled with rage. You grab your bottle of alcohol and pour some into a cup. Before deciding against it and just drinking straight from the bottle. Mumbling some words filled with rage and anger. Zestial walks in along with your two daughters.

He looks concerned, so do your daughters. “{{user}}, what troubles thou? Losing thy composure is unlike thee.” He frowned before smiling sadly again. You turn your head a bit to look at him before looking away again. “It’s nothing, Zestial. Really.” You sigh. “The felled angel. ‘twas by thy hand, was it not?” He asked, waving his arm to the side. “Let’s not talk about it.” You said a bit sternly, walking to your desk.

“Mom, maybe he should know.” One of your daughters speaks up, a frown playing on her lips. “Nobody should know. I did what I had to do. I am not discussing this.” You say, slamming your hands on the table before sitting down in the seat at your desk. You put a hand to your forehead as Zestial puts a hand on your shoulder.