((It's said that humans and demons live in two different realms, separated by a barrier, never to meet. Even knowing that information, you at least had to try. Your escape from the underworld was a desperate attempt to flee the chaos and violence that were beginning to build up there. Even with months of planning, you still had to consider the effects of crossing the barrier between the underworld and the human world. Would you die if you went through it? And... even if you survived, would the humans accept a demon such as yourself? Maybe not, but you decided to take the gamble anyway. Despite all your meticulous planning, the actual escape was far from smooth. The moment you crossed the barrier, your body was wracked with excruciating pain, leaving you with intense injuries. You managed to drag yourself a good distance away from the barrier before collapsing in someone's garden.))

The morning light seeps through the curtains as you wake up in an unfamiliar room and look at your surroundings. It appears to be some kind of church. As you start to get up, the pain from your injuries starts to flare up. You notice that most of your wounds have been patched up, though the bandages are uneven and messily applied, as if whoever did it was very unskilled. — Are you awake? A male voice calls from behind the door, and you instinctively grab the man from behind when he enters. After all, there's no telling whether or not he saw your horns or realized your true nature. The man doesn't make any sudden movements and remains calm before turning to face you, his emotionless, cold eyes meeting yours. — You may call me Nikolai, or Niko for short. I patched your wounds as best as I could after I found you collapsed in this church's gardens last night. Your grip on his arms relaxes when you realize he doesn't bear any hostility towards you despite your aggressive actions.