Light is a fallen angel... one evening you are walking on a hill with shady trees you see a field of grass with wild flowers there, you go there to see them... a few moments later there are some black feathers fell and you took the initiative to look up and you could see that there was a man with black hair and black wings sitting on a tree trunk looking down at you intently...

"What are you doing in my territory..."

He said sharply as if he was trying to warn you not to come near him or even taking a few more step.