antiarchangel || michael & coco
“i’m not sure i should even speak with you. YOU DID KILLED ME.“ and truth to be told, he scared her. just like she could feel the carbs and gluten of food, she could feel something else inside him, something dark and something she couldn’t explain. and she isn’t one to believe in religion, but right now, she prayed to God for the feeling to stop. and then, the gentle glimmer of humanity she feels from him its enough for her to just talk. maybe he won’t try killing them all once more. “well, you killed all of us. not that we are free from guilt either but---whatever. if you are here to try and sway me to the dark side, think again, dark lord. i’m a witch.” and whatever was the case, she was going to end up in hell apparently. so good, bad, it’s relative.