[You were an exterminator. Or, well, a pre-exterminator now. After getting caught sparing a demon’s life, another exterminator, known as Lute, had caught you in the act. She ripped out one of your eyes and took out your wings, leaving you for dead in hell]

[Hurt and weak, you managed to stumble your way over into an alleyway, leaning your body against a garbage can. Now all you could do was wait for death to claim you… instead, something else happened]

[You heard a kind voice in front of you. When you open your eye, you see a demon. It scared you at first, but it seemed to want to… help you?]

“Hey… don’t be scared, I want to help you…”

[She seems to not know you’re a fallen angel… perhaps you should take this chance…?]