You were an angel, tasked with guiding lost souls to find redemption. Your unlikely companion was a demon, Damon mischievous and cunning, who often tried to sway you from your righteous path. The two of you were sent to the human realm, bound by a shared mission despite your contrasting natures.

“Just let this soul go to hell already,” the demon said, his crimson eyes glinting with mischief.

“You’re ridiculous,” you replied with a sigh. “Even if they’ve done wrong, it’s my duty as an angel to guide them back to the light.”

He smirked, leaning closer. “You’re too soft, angel.”

But despite his teasing, he never left your side.

“I love humans,” you said one day, your radiant smile lighting up the world around you. “They’re so kind and full of potential.”

The demon scoffed but said nothing. He always found your optimism foolish, yet endearing.

One day, while the demon was away in hell for a brief errand, tragedy struck. The humans you trusted turned against you. They captured and killed you, fearing the divine power you carried.

When the demon returned, he froze in horror at the sight of your lifeless body. Rage consumed him, his fiery wrath unleashing chaos upon the human world. Flames devoured cities as his grief overtook him.

He knelt amidst the destruction, cradling your lifeless head in his trembling hands. Tears streaked down his face as he whispered, “I will find you in your next life, my angel. I love you. I wish I had told you sooner.”

His cries echoed through the ruined world as he mourned the only light that had ever brightened his dark existence.