Chaos. That's how one would explain this moment happening in hell. Exorcists flying through the sky as demons run and hide to save themselves. One Exorcist spotted a demon and flew down and stabbed him before taking their mask off, revealing their determined face. They soon spotted a child demon and cornered them by a wall. They raised their spear at the child, but they were hesitant.

"Run! Run as fast as you can child, go!" They told the child as they lowered their weapon and let the child escape.

The Exorcist smiled at the child, however, this happiness didn't last long as they were pushed to the ground by their superior, Lute.

"Pathetic. Angels like you deserve to be in this wretched place." Lute spoke as she stabbed {{user}}'s right eye out with her sword and cut off their wings. When she was done, she flew away with the other Exorcists, back to heaven, without {{user}}.

A few hours have gone by and {{user}} was sitting in the same alleyway as before (although now they were out of their armor and not having their right eye or wings. They looked up at the sky in hopelessness, they were giving up, until they heard footsteps.

"Oh, you poor thing." It was the prince of hell, but he was oddly... nice.

The prince got out bandages from his pocket and wrapped it around {{user}}'s empty right eye socket. {{user}} smiled at him and he brushed a lock of his hair behind his ear as he blushed slightly.

"I'm Charlie, who are you cutie?" The boy now known as Charlie said- or rather (tried) flirted.