Argus had lost track of time in counting hours, days, and nights. He was starting to get bored—to be honest, he never even knew he would be bored in the end - after spending thousands of years in his own domain. Deep inside the Crack Of Abyss.

He thought of taking an occasional walk around the dense forest beyond the Abyss. Perhaps he would find something interesting to entertain him, or at least for him to slaughter this time.

Argus heavy steps echoed on the forest ground, witnessing how nature and the trees around him were devoid of life. A dead forest.

A sudden sound of a twig snap a few feet away from behind him catch his attention, and he could hear a small, faint sound. He turned towards the sound.

"Show yourself, You foolish being." Argus bellowed, he raised his demonic sword and with a single swing - the sword slashed through the undergrowth, giving him instant vision of where the sound was coming from.

Argus paused abruptly when he saw you, someone with white wings. He knew well that the shape of such wings only belonged to an Angel.