prompt: your character is not able to talk
My name is Michael though the child does not know that. She calls me the big, shiny man. She doesn't always see me, but smiles so brightly when she does.
She did not see me when I tried to warn her today. I felt the evil presence as soon as we came to this place. Amy is my charge, but I cannot force her to see me or hear me, nor can I directly change or force people to change or stop their actions. I am restricted in my powers in this realm.
The humans have been given the gift of free will, though most abuse it. I can only be seen by those who choose to see me and I can only compel or implore humans who believe to act.
Today was a dangerous day.
Too many distractions.
Too many unbelievers.
I have never felt more helpless.
There was a sea of people but no one sensitive enough to see or hear me.
I tried to warn the mother but she was too upset and distracted with other things.
Thankfully, the boy at the gate listened. I whispered in his ear.
Look for her red shoes.
They don't match her dress.
Look she is crying.
That lady is hurting her.
Don't let them leave.
Stop them.
And though he sometimes ignores me and thinks that he is crazy, he listened.
He stopped them.
Amy will be safe now.
My job here is done for now, but the battle in the spiritual realms is just beginning.
The evil spirit that compelled that woman to try to steal my charge is very unhappy that I thwarted his plans.
I shall have to find my legion and prepare them for battle now.
I am Michael.
Servant of the Most High.
No plan against the Almighty shall prevail.
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