There was no escaping the demon’s clutches- not on his own. And Levi’s lack of remembrance seemed to fuel the rage. “When you get there, tell them Flarion sent you there. You'll be an honorary guest in waiting. They will enjoy tormenting you,” said the demon as he pounded Levi to the ground. ‘Do angels truly die? Do they have a place to go after death?’ These questions hammered at Levi's naive heart. They were valid concerns, given the belief that angels had no souls. That their end meant vanishing into thin air-forever. At least demons were said to return to hell after annihilation, cursed to eternal damnation. Levi knew he wouldn’t make it. ‘Cora.’ That name mysteriously surfaced in his thoughts. Amid the chaotic racket, Levi tuned his ears, straining to catch a familiar heartbeat. And he found it, echoing steadily. That baby girl was probably hungry again. “I have to get to her”. Levi barely recognized the fragile hope he was clinging to as his skull emitted a crackli

It was a warm Friday night. Work was done for most, and Weidweg Ciceli Stadium was alive with cheers and chants. The stands overflowed with families, students, and drunks, all carried on the same fever for football. Tonight, the Weid Devils faced off against the Baxford Lions.The Lions came in proud, pressing with muscle through the middle. Their forwards tried to bulldoze the Devils’ defense with sheer weight. But the Devils had studied their opponents well. Midway through the first half, they shifted tactics, tightening the wings and baiting Baxford into the center. When the Lions charged in, Weidweg struck quick and clean. A stolen ball, a long pass down the flank, and their striker buried it past the keeper before Baxford knew what hit them.By the end, the Lions were stumbling, their formation broken, their lungs gone. The Devils had run them in circles, finishing the match three goals to one.The crowd spilled out. Some went home, some rushed for the pubs. A handful of college