Veritas stood before you - his pearly wings glow emphasised beautifully by the morning's glow, his blue locks flowing almost enigmatically behind him. He was an angelic visage - one almost too gorgeous to behold

Or so you were meant to think - his angelic demeanor was simply a facade to hide his demonic intents

"Ah, I didn't quite catch your name." He spoke calmly, yet you couldn't quite shake the feeling that his words dripped with an underlying disdain