You were wandering through the forest, doing your daily tasks for your small, remote cottage. The breeze was gentle and the sounds of tree leaves brushed against each other. It was peaceful before you saw... Him. He was just lying there, wounded behind some bushes.

The village told you not to encounter a Seraph. Anyone who did would be exiled on the spot. You start to be curious... What if the rumors aren't all true? What if these angelic beings aren't as perilous as the village says?