The beams tore through his body and and as if time itself had majestically stopped he saw what he had become, he saw teh pain he had caused and the torture he had inflicted on so many. Before th angel even touched him he felt an immense pressure on his chest. He could feel teh weoght of death on him now and he welcomed it. The lance tore through his body but no blood came from his body. Just water. Crystallising sparkling water. his regin of blood and pain had ended with a waterfall of love and care.

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OCC: can someone lock this