Raven never took back her decision, same as Murky, so the angel girl reached the library and slipped into the greatest archive of knowledge that time had ever seen, from the beginning to the end. It was deep in the basement that she would find what she wanted, so, in those dusty alcoves that no one cared about anymore, she started to read. Maybe she made the wrong choice thinking she could rely on Raven. If need be, she would continue this journey alone.

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From the far edge of the gate, a young man dressed in a long robe with the hood pulled up to cover his face watched the dark haired angel. In the elegant grace and pureness of heaven, she caught his eye. But that wasn't the only reason that he watched. Unfolding his wings, he glanced between the direction of the library and the direction the angel girl took off in. After another second, he followed with a practiced, silent flutter of his wings.