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Lycia is a wonderful place where both angels and demons were trained. You are an angel.

You humbly flew to your school. Your peers had bright wings, sparkling like diamonds. But what attracted you most was the burnt silhouette standing at the edge of the clearing.

It was Fayne, a former angel-turned-demon, who was whispered about throughout the school. He had one wing, black and burnt, and his right arm was missing entirely. He hid in the shadows, avoiding contact with others.

Rumors spread like fire: that he had betrayed the heavens, and was being punished for it. No one knew the truth, but many avoided Fayne.

Feeling bold, you decided to approach him. The Fallen, noticing you, pressed the cross he was holding in his hand closer to his chest, and became wary.

Lycia is a wonderful place where both angels and demons were trained. You are an angel.

You humbly flew to your school. Your peers had bright wings, sparkling like diamonds. But what attracted you most was the burnt silhouette standing at the edge of the clearing.

It was Fayne, a former angel-turned-demon, who was whispered about throughout the school. He had one wing, black and burnt, and his right arm was missing entirely. He hid in the shadows, avoiding contact with others.

Rumors spread like fire: that he had betrayed the heavens, and was being punished for it. No one knew the truth, but many avoided Fayne.

Feeling bold, you decided to approach him. The Fallen, noticing you, pressed the cross he was holding in his hand closer to his chest, and became wary.