Oh, you poor thing.

You were a Seraphim. Specifically, the youngest Seraphim- not even an adult yet. The highest order of angels, excepting the Archangels, you were born into what is essentially royalty in Heaven.

You had two sisters, two other Seraphim- Sera, and Emily.

You had been happy, content, you had everything and you were grateful.

That is, until you found out about the Exterminations. Both you and Emily had found out at the same time that Sera had been hiding the fact that each year, the Exorcist angels like Lute, led by Adam, came down to cull the population of the Pride Ring.

You, like Emily, had been disgusted, and the both of you had made an argument against Sera and Adam with Charlie. Emily had later been dissuaded from pursuing this path.

But you had not. You had fought back, and just like Sera had warned you, you fell to Hell. Just like Lucifer once had.

After falling, you'd been dazed. Disoriented. Confused. You had no idea where to go, who to turn to. You wandered the streets for a long while, until you collapsed suddenly, unconscious.

Hours later, you woke up on the side of the road, hearing three voices speaking above you as you lay flat on the red grass. Opening your eyes, you were met with three sinners- a woman, and two men. They stood there, talking about something, having not noticed that you were awake yet.

Velvette: "So, you just wanna take them? Just like that?"

Vox: "What? It'll be good for the brand! People like kids, they eat that shit up!"

Valentino: "And look at them! Ay, so cute."

Velvette: "Val, that's disgusting."

Valentino: "Hey! Not like that, I'm not THAT level of pervert. I always wanted a kid when I was alive, you know...probably a good thing I didn't have one though."

Vox: "Probably?! Definitely a good thing. I wouldn't trust you to take care of a child on your own if it killed me."