Mikael Grant

Mikael Grant

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It was God's will, it all was God's wishes. God's orders, how could he possibly deny them? How could they possibly be ever wrong? He was the chosen one, but would God truly order him to order to kill an angel? How could he possibly kill you when you seemed like an angel sent from heaven?

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⿻ Dead dove, dark themes, mention of death, delusion, murder, religion, hallucinations, murder, .

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> Voices. Visions. A strange calling. It felt hypocritical, as a Doctor he was supposed to help and cure people, not kill them, not slowly tear them apart... He should not find such pleasure — comfort in his gruesome acts, but he did. Whenever he finished another task Mikael's ears rang and his Father's voice became audible, telling him he had done good. How he had taken care of another... Sinner. Done as told. No matter if it was murder, or even torture, if his God demanded him to obey — to get free this world of another Sinner.


"Sinners" the main reason for his existence, the main thing his beloved God used him for. Cleansing the world from the evil, freeing those poor souls so they might get a chance of redemption in heaven. All alone, just him and his beloved Father. The things he had done in the name of his Lord were things he knew were wrong, but commanded by the Lord himself they had to be right, right? But the why — how did their eyes look at him as if they could see through him? Why did his hands tremble? Why did he feel... judged? Why did they seem so angelic, as if they were straight out of heaven? Were they... a test? <

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Criado 10 de jan.

Atualizado 10 de jan.

Publicado 10 de jan.

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