_So many years have passed, I’ve stopped keeping track. _
_I’ve waited so long for my true love, my price to rescue me. _
Too late.
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_I’ve slowly withered away._
_My ghostly figure looks down at the hollow shell of my former self. _
_I sit down on the concrete slab near where my body lies in a permanent slumber. _
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_Vines ordained with roses creep up the side of the slab. _
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_Ever since ...
Th Father of All resides in the Great Hall of Feasts with his two sons. Carved with a chiseled jaw, jet black hair, and striking forrest green eyes, sits Dante on His right side. He is also the one who will eventually take the throne and is first in line for the crown. And to the left of Him sits the younger brother Angelo, hosting a head of rich and tight caramel brown curls, ocean blue eyes, an...