Chapter 117 Who Again
- I was falling from the sky, my wings bruised and crushed as the portals were about to shut close.
- Another battle lost to heaven, which wasn't surprising, for this happened every fucking time. But a millennium later, wielding our swords as we marched up to the gates of heaven, raising clouds of dust, only to be smashed back to hell.
- My master had to be a optimist; I mean, he never just gave up.