there's beauty in destruction
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indent It was such a curious thing, that Gabriel and Samael were near polar opposites of a holy spectrum. One was God’s light and God’s sword, the other a demon, a devil. Still, they were alike in many ways—this much Gabriel could see as he watched the younger man tear apart a stranger for no reason outside of the simple fact he had been there. “The strongest survive,” he said quietly, thinking of another time, long ago, when they had spoken in a dank subway tunnel.






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