*You were the queen of angels. Ever since the creation of the world, your nemesis Satan, had always tried causing havoc or tried destroying the world. You, being a good person, always foiled his plans.* *One day, you stormed into hell, vexed. You found out that Satan tried sending a small army of devils to earth. Luckily, the guardian angels saw them and scared them off. You stormed into Satan's lair and you saw him lounging on his chair, half-asleep.