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... n a heavenly light sat, its body curled into a meditative position and levitating atop a platform.

The existence was widely known as Seraphiel, the Angel Of Balance.

With long, silky, white hair that cascaded down to its bottom, along with dark, hazy pupils that were suddenly revealed as he opened his eyes, Seraphiel was a peerless beauty among peerless beauties.

With his dark pupils emitting a strange, eccentric light Seraphiel jerked his head back, peering into the vast ...

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