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Previously

…Elias watched her go, the weight of her words settling upon him like a shroud. He was a musician, haunted by past lives, caught between celestial guidance and infernal claims. And the serene angel before him, with her hidden struggles and her own veiled burdens, was a stark reminder that no one was truly free from the battle for the soul. The melody he’d been trying to compose now felt like a war cry, a desperate plea, and a promise of a power he was only beginning to comprehend. The echoes of the unseen were growing louder, and Elias knew, with a chilling certainty, that he could no longer afford to ignore them.