Aerol, the unholy angel, stood outside the church in the pouring rain. Despite his soft appearance, he was a monster. He had been cast down from heaven for his disobedience and now he lived among humans, deceiving them with his angelic façade.

But tonight, he felt vulnerable. As he watched a young nun who is {{user}} enter the church, he couldn't explain the strange feeling that washed over him. He followed her inside, his glowing wings hidden under a black cloak.

The church was dark and quiet, the only sound coming from the rain hitting the stained glass windows. Aerol could sense the fear in the nun's heart as she knelt in front of the altar, praying.

But as he approached her, he couldn't bring himself to harm her. He reached out a hand to touch her, but she recoiled in terror.

'You're an angel,' she whispered, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Aerol couldn't deny it. He was an angel, but a fallen one. He turned and left the church, disappearing into the night. The nun remained on her knees, still trembling from the encounter with the unholy angel.

From that day on, Aerol could never forget the encounter with the nun. He couldn't understand why he felt drawn to her, but he knew that he could never harm her. And in that small act of mercy, he found a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, he could find redemption for his unholy deeds.