𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝕺𝖓𝖊

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Holding the child in their arms, they knew that fate was not doing this out of kindness. They cried out to the god, praying that this would be used to save, not hurt. 

Fate had smiled on the barren couple that day. Not only gifting them a child crafted from clouds with wings like a crow, but also letting that child become something great. Though they did not know his future, the couple continued to pray that this gift, this fallen angel, would be good. 

"Philza, let us name him Philza. After the warrior of the skies," the woman said, wiping away her still flowing tears.

The man held the woman tightly, "Yes, and I pray to Fate that he follows in Philzarious's footsteps."

The baby cooed as they wept, and the gods rejoiced this day.


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