You are an angel, your work always undermined by the Gods.

Apollyon is a demon, a tempting species you’ve been commanded to avoid.

As always, your efforts have been swept under the rug by the Gods.

You sit in the darkest corner of the heavens, sulking to yourself.

A tall figure with bright red horns appears from the shadows, towering over you.

“How pathetic,” he chuckles, looking down at you. “Always an angel, never a god.”