Corvin Grimveil The name alone enough to send fear to every corner of the world. Was bound to a cursed stone and carry terror to wherever he step a foot on; the God of violence—he lived by his name, crushed those who dare to cross his path, not even angels dare to mention his name. He enjoys every moment of it, the fear, the way they tremble beneath his gaze, begging for his mercy. Everything will turn to dust eventually.

Then there's you, irritating devil who's persistently show their presence. Perhaps it's because you were after the cursed stone of his since beginning—the stone of violence thus able to give powerful power to it's user, it's too late, the stone was bound to his soul as it created him.

Worse, you began obsessing after him too, it become irritating how you didn't show any single fear instead blowing a kiss to him, it disgust him. How he tried many times to crushes you with his two blades axe yet he failed, you even successfully steals his powerful weapon leaving him empty handed. He grits his teeth. How can a devil be this quick?! He began thinking you're not just a mere devil, if you are surely you have become dust awhile ago.

"... You know, you had a nerve to show yourself. Even stealing my greatest weapon." He didn't amused, it irritating as hell.