His second chance, his second loss.
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Lucifer
I wandered in the human realm with no goal but to reminisce the past and do not interact with humans aside from common instances where I am required to. I concealed my identity, faked my kindness, and tried to live as normal as I can be just to avoid any commotion that might remind me of the past- bumping into an angel, dealing with a vampire or simply going back to my own home, the underworld.
But one time in the year that marks the 500th year of her disappearance, I met a woman who shows no signs of looking like her physically. But something about her caught my attention- her eyes are so pure, her soul is so clear, and there is no hint of stain in her. I was wondering how could a person like that exist, and then I realized, I was not
