#gravisludo

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@gravisludos ♥’d for a short starter from Hesediel

Humans needed a lot of help. If Hesediel was a prideful angel -- and he was -- he’d think humans were lucky just to have him walking among them. Of course, his identity as an angel was a closely guarded secret. He couldn’t let that slip. Heaven had eyes and ears everywhere. Instead, he masqueraded as a healer. He had to help them. Someone had to, and Heaven was never going to actively save humans. The door to his current “pop-up shop” opened and footsteps approached his table, “If you’re looking for healing, services are done for the day.”

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To be fair, this whole ‘angel’ thing didn’t come so naturally too him. Maybe it was the whole resurrection thing that threw him for a loop, or maybe it was the fact he was originally a human. But there were just some things that he just could never understand. “Long story short, I’m here by accident.” { @gravisludos }