He was beauty to behold. The fairest in the heavens. Yet the Morning Star was cast from the vault.
And so it was said that he tumbled from above and made home below.
He and his minions find no greater pleasure than wreaking havoc and exacting revenge upon those up high and the chosen of the Holy
Look around you at the fair of face and beware.
For what pleases the eye may destroy the soul.
The fallen walk among us.
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