Đeāth🔥ANGEL

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In the depths of a moonless night, a chilling mist descended upon an ancient graveyard. Whispers of the Death Angel's arrival began to circulate among the tombstones, striking terror into the hearts of the living. With each step, the ground trembled, and skeletal hands clawed their way out from beneath the soil. The moon peeked through the clouds, revealing a towering figure cloaked in darkness, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly fire. With a single, bone-chilling screech, the Death Angel unleashed a torrent of shrieking souls, dragging the unwary into the abyss, forever lost to the living realm.