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And then there was light and darkness.
Once upon a time somewhere deep down the pits of hell, among the forever restless souls of sinners, there was a demon with a whip made of poisonous spikes with which he taunted hollow shells of what once were humans.
The demon, once an angel, told stories of a quarrel with his master, who in turn lowered his rank and damned him to the third circle of hell.
He was cursed to live in the flames of Jahannam and with time the heavenly sphere he had called his home turned into a distant memory.
Once upon a time there was an angel with a voice as clear as the sound of Tibetan singing bowls and a smile that gave even the cursed hope.
This isn't a love story. This is merely the tale of something as old as time.
An angel, a demon, one bet and two mortals.