"Where do I even start to begin this tale?" Is probably what you're wondering as I pause to look over the barren landscape before me. "Guess for starters the world wasn't always like this, but when it was habitual, was before my time. The only things I've been able to see is in the scarce archives that the bombs didn't destroy." But that's mankind, we destroy more than we gave and created of this world after all. But I'm getting ahead of myself, because this story isn't really about mankind, but where the angels fall into this

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