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“What about her? Who helps her?”

“Who helps you?” Michael replied quietly with a question, sharing the grief of his beloved about someone else's fate.

From his own experience, he knew what it was like to be left alone with someone else's misfortune on your shoulders.

“I am a completely different story. But she…”

“Over and over again she goes through human’s troubles, cries sobbing when someone's soul cries too loud thousands of miles away, drowns, falls, fears, runs away, dies... This is something like a multi-skilled emergency service.”

“But human consciousness ca

ot endure this all! It can’t be…” Mary whispered in shock, covering her mouth with her palm not to scream when a passing by elderly man pushed the girl with his shoulder, bringing her out of a trance.





Her whole body shuddered and shrank, and she looked around in agony as if she was guilty.

“This means she hasn’t managed to save someone,” Devil stated seemingly indifferent.

“That simple?” Mary couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. “But how can she change something, if it’s ordained from God?”

“She can’t, but controlling the ever-growing population is more difficult than it might seem. And then they enter the scene. People like her,” Michael explained.

“Okay, guys, we’ll have a chat with you sometime later, you have a lot of time now.”