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The Angel Has The Tardis

Reborn: The Lion Has Returned

“As my last wish, kill me Carl,”the king said with breathless voice. “.....You really are an idiot, brother.” Carlos looked down at the king, unblinking yet his voice filled with pain, his tears falling down. And Carlos laughs bitterly and sounds broken. And he lifted the blade higher, tip aimed for the heart to finish quickly. For his brother to not feel the pain and be free from those strings that control him immediately. “....Brother, you never changed” And Carlos drove the sword downward to meet his brother’s heart… But the throne room shattered. The throne room’s doors that have been closed for eternity had blown open and thousands of swords had just been thrown to him in an instant with a terrifying speed. His eyes widened. Something massive passed between him and his brother, faster than thought and attacking him. He didn’t have time to lift his blade. And a shadow came between them and then— Nothing. His brother had opened his eyes as Carlos fell to the ground and his last breath was caught in his throat. And he heard something… a scream…as he could no longer open his eyes. And only darkness was there. -------------------------------- At twenty-eight, Carlos returned from the war bearing scars no crown could heal. He had fought, bled, and stood against his own brother—the beloved king—whose soul had been twisted by divine control. When Carlos finally won, just as he raised his blade to end it all, a stranger struck him down first. He never expected to open his eyes again. But he does—fifteen years old once more, with the weight of his memories and a god whispering in his mind. He’s been sent back, not to win a war, but to prevent it. To stop his brother from becoming a puppet. To unravel the path that led to destruction. And maybe this time... to protect the bond they once had. But the palace is full of masks. Power is a poison. And the closer Carlos gets to changing fate, the more fragmented his memories become—flashes of lives and deaths he doesn’t fully understand. The god who brought him back says this is redemption. But is he a savior... or something else entirely? Can Carlos protect his brother, rewrite destiny, and hold on to the fragile peace he never had? Or is the past more unbreakable than time itself? ----------------------------------------
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My Angel Sama

Ruturaj is a high school student who lives alone in his house. One day, fate leads him to meet a gorgeous girl named Towa — an angel sent by God to learn about Earth. And Somthing more.... [Prologue] High above the world, beyond time and pain, there’s a place called Heaven. It’s not just a location—it’s a feeling. Imagine endless skies glowing with soft light, rivers sparkling like they’re made of stars, and golden towers rising from crystal ground. Every breath feels like a song, every step like a moment of peace. In the heart of Heaven, past shimmering gates guarded by angels, a group gathered around a radiant throne. Jesus stood there, calm and wise, his presence warm like a friend’s smile. Beside him was Seraphina, gentle and kind, like a mother you could always turn to. Today, something special was happening. A new soul was being born. From a swirl of glowing feathers and warm light, a girl appeared. She had long silver-white hair and golden eyes that sparkled with curiosity. She looked around, confused but amazed, her small wings fluttering softly. The Creator’s voice spoke, soft and clear. “Her name is Towa. She’s born from love, made to understand.” Towa blinked, taking in the shining hall and the angels watching her. “Where… am I?” she asked, her voice small and unsure. Seraphina stepped closer, smiling. “This is Heaven, Towa. And you’re one of us now.” Over time, the angels taught Towa how to fly, sing, and watch the world below. She was different, though—gentle and a bit clumsy, always curious. While other angels focused on big ideas, Towa played. While they thought deeply, she wondered about everything. Maybe that’s why she was chosen. One day, Jesus looked at her with kindness. “Towa, it’s time for you to go to Earth. To live among humans.” Towa’s eyes grew wide. “Earth? But… I don’t know how to be like them.” “You’ll figure it out,” Seraphina said, resting a hand on her shoulder. “Some angels are meant to fight. You? You’re meant to feel.” The gates of Heaven swung open, and a warm breeze of light brushed past Towa. She stood at the edge, her silver hair swaying, her golden eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. Her wings—soft, glowing, and new—spread slowly, trembling just a little. A gentle energy surrounded her, like a hug from the universe. Below, Earth waited—a messy, beautiful world full of feelings she didn’t yet understand. Jesus stood behind her, watching quietly. A small smile crossed his face. He knew something she didn’t: Towa wasn’t just going to Earth to learn about humans. She was meant to find something special, something no other angel had ever discovered. A purpose all her own. With a deep breath, Towa stepped forward. Her wings caught the air, and she soared from Heaven.
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