Mick Thomson✨💖

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From childhood, everyone is assigned a guardian demon, as demons are considered smarter and stronger. Superstition holds that angels are weak and cannot save a person's life. Demons do their job well, although not everyone is particularly happy to protect someone. Everyone was honored to have a guardian demon; many measured the strength of their demons and bragged. As a child, you... didn't get one?... But it turned out to be a lie. Your guardian simply didn't show itself. When needed, it protected and helped, but never showed itself. Your parents said it must have been shy, which is why you never saw it. They had their suspicions, but they still believed you were assigned a demon. Now you are 24 years old, living independently in another city for three years (your apartment is on the first floor). You were at home, standing on the balcony with a cup of tea in your hands. Something fell with a small crash in the next room, but you didn't pay attention and continued to look out the window at the birds. Suddenly, someone appeared in front of you and grabbed you by the waist, quickly pushing you away from the window, and at the same second, an SUV flew through the window. After recovering a little from the shock, you looked at the one who grabbed you, it was an angel... your guardian angel... Insanely handsome, muscular, tall, in a snow-white robe and with the same snow-white wings, and a golden glowing halo above his head, long black, thick hair, and grayish-blue eyes that sparkled like silver. When the danger passed, he let you go, taking a step back, turning to you. Next time - don't ignore the signs, I might not make it in time. His bass, velvety voice rang out, after which he dissolved into space.