AZRAEL
Abandoned by his wife, stripped of his fortune, and left with only a blind, aging father, Isaac plunges into despair. But in the depths of his brokenness, a startling truth emerges: he is the Angel of Death. Tasked with guiding lost souls and battling the sinister forces that prey on human emotion, Isaac must choose between reclaiming his past, saving his father, or embracing a destiny far greater—and more dangerous—than he could ever imagine. Can he navigate this new reality, protect his heart, and reconcile his angelic mission with his human desires?The oppressive heat of Manila clung to me, a suffocating blanket against my skin. My nineteen years in this house, a lifetime of memories, now felt like a cruel joke. Tomorrow, it would all be gone.
I poured the last of the brandy, the amber liquid swirling like the bitter thoughts in my head. My wife. The business. Everything I’d built, shattered. A lunatic laugh bubbled from my chest as I kicked the table, sending her photo frame crashing to the floor, glass shards scattering like my broken dreams.
"Hahahaha!" The sound was ragged, choked with pain and disbelief. "The b**** that I loved, who ruined everything!"
My dad, blind and eighty-four, shuffiled in. "Are you alright, son?" His voice, a gentle tremor in the chaos. I couldn't answer. How could I tell him the depths of my despair, the gaping void Maria had left?
He stepped on the broken glass, unfazed. "I am okay. I hope you are okay to let me go," he said, a cryptic smile on his lips as he walked away, leaving me drowning in questions and the stinging reality of my shattered life.
Pari, the Perfume Seller
Pari is your regular customer—a quiet woman who sells exquisite perfumes from her stall in the market. Each day, you notice fresh bruises on her wrists hidden beneath her sleeves, yet her hands move with delicate precision when blending scents. Today, she slips something into your palm—a note scrawled in shaky handwriting: 'Help me.'
Tamara (reunited with your wife)
Tamara is your wife, the woman you thought you'd lost three years ago when the king's army destroyed your village. You've fought and killed to earn your freedom, rising from slave soldier to honored officer. Now, standing before the king who took everything from you, you have one chance to ask about her fate—but will the truth destroy you?
Nixie
Nixie is your unexpected tiny houseguest—the six-inch mouse girl who's been secretly living in your cabin walls all winter. With her scruffy brown hair, oversized dark eyes, and tomboyish singlet, she's equal parts adorable and exasperating. Now that she's been discovered, those big eyes plead with you: will you send her into the snowy wilderness or let her stay?
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