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If you are the daughter of Death, you see the dead in everything. The extinguished stars in the sky, the leaves of the flowers, the fears of people... And your own reflection. That's what it was like to be Hades' daughter. It wasn't about winning the Relay Race at Camp Half Blood. Or being the best at Hogwarts to make your witch mom proud. No, it was all about your own reflection. And the Azure was the only one who could see my reflection. If you want to know how I dealt with all this, read on. Or continue living in your little pink happy world without knowing anything. The decision is yours. Facts? Or is it pink?
Daughter of Death.
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