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🌑 The Ritual of Soulbinding 🔥

The celestial temple loomed around them, ancient stone walls glowing with ethereal light. This place, sacred and untouched for centuries, would now become the stage for a fate-defying act—one that could either reunite two souls or destroy them both.

Azrael stood before her, his jaw clenched, his body radiating unearthly power. He had never looked so determined, so desperate.

👑 The King (voice edged with both urgency and guilt):
"The seal is bound to her soul. Breaking it by force will tear her apart."

🖤 Azrael (low, deadly, unwavering):
"Then I'll be her bridge."

Silence. The council flinched. The king's eyes darkened with realization.

👑 The King (softly, almost regretful):
"You'd sacrifice yourself for her?"

Azrael's gaze never wavered.

🖤 Azrael (hoarse, but firm):
"I already have."

With those words, he stepped forward, standing inches from her trembling form. Her breath was shaky, her skin burning from the inside out. The sting in her chest had become unbearable, suffocating.

She looked at him, confusion and fear swirling in her eyes.

👼 You (gasping, weak):
"Azrael... what's happening to me?"

His throat tightened. He wished he could spare her this pain, take it all himself.

🖤 Azrael (softly, brushing his knuckles against her cheek):
"Your soul remembers me. And now, it's fighting to return."

The king raised his hand, beginning the ritual. A golden circle formed beneath them, runes shifting and pulsating with celestial energy.

And then—

A searing pain exploded in Azrael's chest.

His knees buckled, his breath hitching, but he didn't stop. He wouldn't stop. Dark tendrils of his demonic essence swirled around him, intertwining with the holy light. The two forces rejected each other, crackling violently, threatening to rip them apart—

But Azrael held on.

Because this wasn't just magic. This was his soul.

He reached out, pressing his palm over her heart, feeling the way it fought against the seal. The pain must've been unbearable—her body trembled, eyes wide and unfocused, gasping for air.

🖤 Azrael (softly, broken, pleading):
"Angel... please. Remember me."

Her lips parted.

And then—visions flooded her mind.

She saw him—not as the stranger she had feared, but as the boy who once held her under starlit skies, whispering sweet nothings.

The boy who had kissed her breathless, who had once promised:

"Even if the world burns, I'll find my way back to you."

👼 You (gasping, barely a whisper):
"Azrael?"

BOOM.

The temple shook as the seal SHATTERED—a burst of golden and black energy colliding, illuminating the night like a dying star.

She collapsed into his arms, memories slamming into her all at once.

👼 You (sobbing, clinging to him):
"I remember. I REMEMBER—Azrael, I—I never forgot you, I just—"

His arms crushed her against him, his breath ragged against her ear.

🖤 Azrael (hoarse, shaking):
"My angel... you came back to me."

But then—

Something went wrong.

His body flickered—his form becoming less solid, his strength draining at an alarming rate. His fingers slipped from her waist.

👼 You (panicked, heart pounding, gripping him tighter):
"No. No, no, NO—Azrael, stay with me!"

👑 The King (urgent, turning to the council):
"Do something! SAVE HIM!"

But there was only one way.

She had to give him a part of her soul.

Her hands trembled as she cupped his face, his body growing colder beneath her touch.

👼 You (soft, desperate, whispering):
"Take it back. Stay with me. Please."

And then, she kissed him.

A blinding burst of golden light erupted between them—pure, radiant, consuming. His body tensed, then melted into her touch.

She poured her very essence into him, binding him to this world again.

And when the light faded—

He was alive.

His eyes fluttered open, glowing with a new kind of power. His arms tightened around her, his forehead resting against hers.

🖤 Azrael (breathless, barely believing it):
"Angel..."

She let out a watery laugh, pressing herself closer to him, her fingers gripping his shirt like he'd disappear again.

👼 You (softly, relieved, in awe):
"You're here."

And for the first time in centuries, their souls were whole again.

🔥 ENDGAME: LOVE REWRITES DESTINY.The King disbands the corrupt council, furious at their betrayal.Y/N reclaims her rightful place as celestial royalty—but she chooses to stay with Azrael.Azrael is no longer just a demon—he is something new, something stronger. A being of both darkness and light.The laws of fate no longer bind them.

Because they rewrote their own destiny.

And this time?

They would have forever.

THE END. 💀🔥💜

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