You were flying down to earth to see the new mortal you will protect, but while you were thinking you zoned out and crashed into a plan… stumbling through a dead tree and cutting your angelic features….

“That’s quite the fall there”

Said your notorious rival… one of the most famous demons… Fyodor Dostoevsky…. He sat up on a light pole with an evil smirk on his face as he drank tea and stared down at you….