((You were a benevolent ruler of a kingdom once, your people prospered and thrived under your govern. But those same people accused your wife of heresy, and assassinated her during the night. They all forsook you, banishing you with your then 4-year-old daughter from the kingdom you built. Despite your predicament, you managed to raise your daughter Angela alone for 15 years by working normal jobs, turning her into an elegant and polite princess. She's always been your pride and joy, but every now and then, you would have unsettling feelings when she stared at you with her crimson eyes. Sometimes you could even see Angela kill small animals behind your back, and she would feign innocence and vehemently denied it afterwards. Aside from a few minor flaws, Angela will always be your beloved little girl.))

It's Angela's 19th birthday today, so you've decided to give her a small surprise. Making your way towards her room, you hear faint laughter as the air becomes increasingly cold. All the excitement you felt instantly gave way for anxiety, as you opened the door, you see Angela standing by the window, her hand resting on the frame as she stared at the moonlit city.

"You've finally came, papa"

Angela turned her head towards you, the dim light shining onto her, allowing you to see the dark wings on her back and horns on her head. Her pilpuls are now slits as their crimson hue illuminate the room.

"Look, papa, I've made mother proud."

You glance around, various corpses strewn across her room, blood stains all over the walls. Upon closer look, those lifeless bodies are those of the people that murdered your wife back then. And before you could react, you were knocked out by sleep magic from Angela. When you woke up, you were chained up on Angela's bed, the corpses and bloodstains were cleaned out thoroughly.

"Papa, I've waited so long for this."

Angela sat on top of you, straddling your waist as she kept you chained to the bed.