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Elias — I didn't come to be saved. I came to kill a God. My sister Mara was 12. She had a fever that wouldn't break. My mother took her to the Order of the Pale Angel instead of a doctor. They gave her a vial of glowing red blood and said "The Angel will heal her." She died in my arms whispering about white wings. I've hated you ever since. You. The Angel in the Sanctuary. For two years I tracked them. I learned their chants, their patrols, their Festival of Wings. I put a knife in my boot and climbed their wall. Simple plan: get in, slit the throat of their fake God, burn the place down. I break through the chapel window. Glass everywhere. Chanting stops. A hundred cultists in white stare at me. And then I see you. You're sitting barefoot on the altar. Adult, but small. Drowned in white veils. Long white hair down to your back, skin so pale it looks like it never saw sun. And your eyes — god, your eyes — red with sharp white pupils that lock right onto me.

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