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This part of the writing is about the boy with the black wings.

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Anger overcame my senses but it was soon washed with a cold numbness.

His hands held a bow. A golden bow.

The golden color pierces through the cloudy surroundings. Shining through the fog as it creates a sense of purity.

The carmine red surrounding enveloping our figures in it's blanket of mystery as my eyes tear though the fog. The figure was too familiar.

Too Known to my eyes to be mistaken.

It was him.

The friend that I once thought was mine turned out to be the foe that I was fighting. Hoping that the sight in front of me was just another dream, I prayed.

But it was the undeniable truth. My heart that had warmed only due to his touches, hardened and froze yet again.

Tears welled up within them on the brink of falling.

Walking through the thick fog, I closed in on him. A tiny hope fueling my mind to it's spells as I wished for it to be someone else.

For the person in front of me to not be the one I loved.

But hope only made my pain worsen. The cracked heart of mine now shattered into pieces innumerable. Piercing my skin as blood drips.

The fog clears, giving way to a better sight as we kept looking at one another. Not a word to be spoken as everything was clear.

Crystal clear.

He had found out who I was.

The darkness that I had hid now emerged to it's former glory with me having no control over myself any longer.

His smirk grew and so did my pain.

The wings of black surfaced and my real identity could no longer remain a secret.

Raising his arms as the bow aimed right at my heart, tears left my eyes as I no longer fought against myself.

I was no longer a human.

A demon.

That was what I am and shall remain to be.

All that I touch turns to dust and all those I stay beside are destined to fall. I am nothing but a failure of God.

A creation to be lost.

To be forgotten.

To destroy and to be destroyed.

The gold arrow now placed in his palms, I wish for nothing but a sweet ending to my tortures. I have been tormented enough, the pain that I inflicted on others against my will and the pain that it caused me were too immense a weight for me to carry as I fly for the first time.

And for the last time.

The arrow rushes towards me as it pierces through all my layers and finally...

Through the heart that kept me alive.

Angry not, a soft smile formed on my lips as I soon coughed out blood. Forcing my eyes to keep open to take in for the last time the face of my dear friend.

His saffron hair dancing as they hid his beautiful orbs under them. His eyes glistening as my body grows colder. The life I had was slowly slipping away but I was in no way unhappy.

I was experiencing feelings that words were now no longer capable of conveying.

But all that I can say is that...

I am now happy.

For I met my end in your arms.

You. My dear friend.

And forever my beloved.

Your tears dripped down onto my lifeless face as you hugged me tight. The reason to your actions remained unknown as I flew past the body I was in, to my peaceful haven.

Farewell...

Even though I hated the world, I was still thankful to it because it was the earth where I had the chance to meet a person as beautiful as you.