❝Even the worst pain, tasted for too long, becomes a vice.❞

Where the fire meets the ice, where the past shatters the future, where the Hell is the most deceiving Paradise.


1. Prologue. Paper, Scrissors, Rock


In the same way that the angels have their past, she could only hope that the sinners have a future. But in that moment, the future seemed to be just a beautiful illusion. 

Everything turned into a devilish game, a paper, scrissors, rock game. It was about love, crime and revenge. She was about to feel the consequences of all of them.

It was the time for her to pay for all the sins she commited, to pay for her beautiful mistake. To pay because she had a vice. 

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