AÏDON'S POVLocation: The court of judgement"Why exactly are we here again?" My tone is clipped with mild anger as I direct the question to the brown eyed reaper standing beside me. Messy cropped black hair laying atop his head in disarray, lazy chocolate orbs observing the scene playing out before us as he noisily slurps on his milkshake. My presence in such gatherings, despite being with the higher ops, is highly unlikely of me. Normally, I'm neither demanded nor welcomed at such events, but seeing as the tiny devil was found in my territory, I -against their better judgement- am seemingly involved in the process."Magnus." I snap, irritated at the loud sound. He stops mid-sip and turns to me, wide eyes gleaming with mischief as he cocks his head to the side in mock confusion. "I'm sorry, what?" "You should be burning in the depths of Tartarus at this ungo
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