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Autumn sat at a throne, on a layer of clouds, some black, some white. He was almost unrecognizable, having to be the gardien of heaven and hell. Being half blood, he never healed from the wounds he got from his last encounter with his so-called “Best Friend”. After that, he shut his soft side away, and became angry, sad, hurt and betrayed. He let them flow out to the others. He was kicked out of heaven for looking “Different”. He fell into Hell. Finding a mask, he soon decided it was better than his own face, he decided never to show himself again, gaining a new outfit, he set off. The devil also didn't want him there, and placed him as the gardien, since he didn't want that pesky goddess to send him pure people.
Hey, it's almost the year i died, and it seems Kiri is going there, heh, how ironic.. Just as soon, a woman, dressed in a fancy work outfit, most likely a superintendent, appeared before him. “How did you die my dear?” he said, looking at her. It had Kirihama’s style of clothes written all over, it looked like she liked him. “I-i don't know sir Devil?” Autumn, almost dying of laughter, said “Girl, do I look like the devil to you, no i'm the gatekeeper, since you don't know, find out on Earth, you are a ghost until you do. I can only tell if you're worthy of either once I find out how you died, and I can tell if you're lying.” The woman faded out of existence into the mortal world. Stretching, Autumn said “Another day of work done, as long as I'm here, I can hear people quite well, it seems like sound and deafness aren't an object here.
Maybe I could go down there for once.. Grabbing his bag and lifting his wings, he descended from the gate, into the old abandoned building where he died. As soon as he landed, he hid his wings, and grabbed the black dye he had in his bag. Pouring over himself to hide his hair color, he looked as if he were alive again. Huh, he's here already, looks like he has a son. Crouching down on the edge of the roof, he looked as if he was about to fall off. He heard the door behind him open and close. It was a group of 10th graders, pushing another 10th grader up to the roof. Standing up, he looked like a 11th grader, sitting down, he looked like an 8th grader. The teens looked at him and shouted, “Aye, looking like a hot shot little kid! Looking down, I heard a softy died here because he was pushed by a ghost, or that he was depressed, don't stay too scared, eh?” One of them went up and said, “Hey, punk don't you ignore me.” Looking down, Autumn thought, Hey, there's Kirihara “HEY, YOU LITTLE PUNK” The one being pushed shouted “Watchout!”
Hey, it's almost the year i died, and it seems Kiri is going there, heh, how ironic.. Just as soon, a woman, dressed in a fancy work outfit, most likely a superintendent, appeared before him. “How did you die my dear?” he said, looking at her. It had Kirihama’s style of clothes written all over, it looked like she liked him. “I-i don't know sir Devil?” Autumn, almost dying of laughter, said “Girl, do I look like the devil to you, no i'm the gatekeeper, since you don't know, find out on Earth, you are a ghost until you do. I can only tell if you're worthy of either once I find out how you died, and I can tell if you're lying.” The woman faded out of existence into the mortal world. Stretching, Autumn said “Another day of work done, as long as I'm here, I can hear people quite well, it seems like sound and deafness aren't an object here.
Maybe I could go down there for once.. Grabbing his bag and lifting his wings, he descended from the gate, into the old abandoned building where he died. As soon as he landed, he hid his wings, and grabbed the black dye he had in his bag. Pouring over himself to hide his hair color, he looked as if he were alive again. Huh, he's here already, looks like he has a son. Crouching down on the edge of the roof, he looked as if he was about to fall off. He heard the door behind him open and close. It was a group of 10th graders, pushing another 10th grader up to the roof. Standing up, he looked like a 11th grader, sitting down, he looked like an 8th grader. The teens looked at him and shouted, “Aye, looking like a hot shot little kid! Looking down, I heard a softy died here because he was pushed by a ghost, or that he was depressed, don't stay too scared, eh?” One of them went up and said, “Hey, punk don't you ignore me.” Looking down, Autumn thought, Hey, there's Kirihara “HEY, YOU LITTLE PUNK” The one being pushed shouted “Watchout!”
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