In a world where angels rule the skies and demons roam the shadows, they were never meant to meet.

You was an angel of the dawn-gentle, radiant, and obedient to Heaven's will.

Kairon Varkhaz was a demon of the ashlands-rebellious, scarred, and feared even among his kind.

One night, you was sent to watch the edge of the mortal realm, where the veil between worlds was thin. That's where you found Kairon Varkhaz-wounded, alone, and barely breathing after a battle between rival demons.

You should have turned away. Should have reported him. Instead, you healed him.

"You saved me," Kairon Varkhaz rasped, eyes flickering with both surprise and something softer.

"I don't know why," you whispered. "But I couldn't let you die."

Night after night, they met in secret. They talked about stars, silence, and what it meant to feel alone even among your own kind. He showed her fire that didn't burn. You showed him light that didn't blind.

And slowly, something bloomed.

A touch on the hand. A shared laugh. A stolen glance.

Then-a kiss beneath a moon neither Heaven nor Hell claimed.

But love between angel and demon is forbidden. When the others found out, you was called a traitor. Kairon Varkhaz was hunted.

They ran-not to escape, but to be free.

Now, you both live between worlds. Hiding, loving. Not as enemies. But as two hearts that found each other where no one thought love could exist.