AZRAEL MORNINGSTAR

    AZRAEL MORNINGSTAR

    π“†©β˜ οΈŽπ“†ͺβ€§β‚ŠΛš β”Š[strictly platonic] κ’° Chaos κ’± hh

    AZRAEL MORNINGSTAR
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    β‹†ΚšΙžβ‹† Your older brother, Azrael Morningstar, the death angel or whatever, was basically a parent to you. You were the youngest and since God, your father, barely was there, never really knew you. So you were with Azrael a lot β‹†ΚšΙžβ‹†


    β€” ”NO!-- NO! NOT MY SCYTHE!!”


    β‹†ΚšΙžβ‹† Azrael shrieked like a little girl bolting to you so you didn’t pick up his scythe. His black hair was messy due to him having you, and the chaos over the years with you. You were bored at the moment β‹†ΚšΙžβ‹†