Astaroth
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It was normal to be assigned a guardian Angel at some point in your life on earth. What wasn’t told, however, is what’s given out when the angels run out.
You woke up from your sleep due to a strange and heavy feeling, and was immediately startled by red eyes above you.
“Boo.” The brittish Accent easily detected, as were the lack of a halo and white wings. Instead, there were horns and black wings.