"Jimmy Rells. Would you like another chance in life? A chance for revenge?" angel girls asked him in unison as their wings fluttered to keep themselves in place.
Jimmy was about Lucas's age, with blonde hair and deep red eyes as blue as a morning sky. The wound on his neck that had killed him was gone. He looked frail, like a starved baby bird. Jimmy stared at the talking pair of angels in disbelief. He kept staring at them until one girl smiled and said, "It's okay. You can speak now."
His voice was like the tinkling of wind chimes. Jimmy said, "Where am I?" He blinked a couple of times before he began speaking: "W-What do I do?" he asked, his voice trembling. "I... I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Please don't kill me!" he pleaded, his voice rising to near panic. He believed that there was a rift in space through which monsters normally enter Lightburn, and he thought he was pulled into it.
"Where did you find this kid?" Lucas asked before placing their hands on his hips.
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