<span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">Adam Luthor looked at the doors. His face showing complete and utter fear. He was staring at that door as if it was a serpent that was about to eat him up whole. How could the young man fight demons and other beings but a simple wedding made him feel like he was going to split open in fear.<br/>
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He cursed his parents slightly. They had decided to arrange a wedding with a man he had never met. Yes he was gay but that didn't mean that they should choose who he loved. He sighed shakily and put his hands at his side. He needed to be ready. It was almost starting and he knew if he chickened out it would not end well for the Luthor name. <br/>
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He began to step out of the room and walked down the aisle after he knew the man before him had gone. He was listening to the tune of the music to help him with his fear. He wondered how things would turn out. Would he and this new man be good husbands or would they forever be at war.<br/>
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He began to have a panic attack but continued walking. His skin was pale. Almost as pale as snow from his fear. There was a slight glisten to it as he was sweating. He looked at the man at the alter and stopped for a second as he did so. He couldn't move anymore. His legs had frozen up.</span></span>