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[abeliism-blog]

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A carnival. Such a strange place, so full of life and yet so oddly quiet at the same time. Abel wandered between the tents in wonder, eyes darting among the faces that seemed to stare at him as if he didn’t belong. It was almost true - he wasn’t, after all, dead. It was another of his wayward wanderings, a passing thought that had snared his mind and taken him off to a place filled with thoughts and ideas that made the Chaosian nobleman blush. Somehow, he’d made his way to Hell. 

“Never been... quite this lost, have we?” he murmured to himself. 

[two-alleluias-and-an-amen]

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The Agent headed down the halls, a smile on his face as he walked. While he was still young and working on grasping heaven’s concepts, he was an incredibly quick study and was already finding favor with the Author. He continued waking, one book tucked under his arm and another open as he read while walking. He flipped randomly at the pages, truing to find where he had left off the last time he seen the book.

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