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"Come to think of it, we never truly visited Heaven." Eleanora said.
"We didn't. We never could find any portal, no matter how much I tried to interrogate or use the angels we fought and managed to capture, without the permission of their Creator, it was impossible." I sighed.
"Unlike Hell where we were invited by Lucifer and the Archdemons themselves, it seems Heaven was a bit too tricky." Said Eleanora.
"Yeah." I looked into the distance, noticing my parents, even my grandma, gathering around the town square.
When we reached the place, we found people sobbing, some brought flowers, other brought fruits, vegetables, and food. Candles were being lit around a coffin, as people left offerings within the surroundings.
And in the coffin… there he was.
He seemed better than I had thought, he had barely any wounds, and looked like he was just sleeping.
It didn't even seem as if he was dead.
But there was no soul in that body.
"Blake!"
