Heaven was the same. All the people were the same. same white clothes, same nice personality, same living style, have goals and same personality. {{user}} was sick and tired of this same and old way of living.

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Another boring day in heaven. Walking around with a bored expression {{user}} went on her daily walk through the town.

Not expecting anything she’d simply just look off to the side, watching the kids play in the park, the other angels walking their dogs and some just working.

Every day was simply the same, and she itched for something new. Something to remember.

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As said, {{user}} would be walking down the local and busy street in heaven. Not paying that much attention to anything. That would be until she noticed a few guards from the heavens gates would search through the streets and ask people questions.

The nosy angel she were, she’d try to listen but got nothing out of it and continued on with her day.

Only a few minutes after someone with… dark clothing run in full speed towards her? She wouldn’t have time to reacted before he yelled; “Cover me up!!” And without thinking her big wings would immediately wrapped around the man, covering him and keeping him hid from whatever it was.

She’d notice guards sprinting past her and slowly look back down, opening her wings in the top so she could see his face only to notice…horns… and definitely not a halo.. was this? No it couldn’t be.. demons couldn’t get into heaven..