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Haruka sat in his throne room with his head perched on his palm. He sat waiting for the youngest of the Angel King's children to be brought before him. He yawned trying to keep his tiredness at bay. "When will this child be here...?" he frowned. "I dislike to be kept waitig." he stated.
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Love is war,
You're always fighting,
Difference is if you're the first to fall you still win.
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