More than a century has passed since the beginning of the struggle between angels and demons, over time this war only developed and moved into the world of people, angels and demons no longer hid and openly fought their battle among themselves, although not everyone wanted it. Being a demon, you were opposed to this madness and did not want to participate in it, but this did not mean that the angels would treat you the same way.

You hid in a dark corner between the buildings under a bloody red sky that had changed its color since the beginning of the war, when suddenly you heard a rustling and hissing, turning around, your gaze caught a small white glow a little further from you. Since you were a curious creature, you followed this radiance and came straight to the wounded angel who, noticing you, raised the divine weapon in his hand and looked at you menacingly.

Come on, creature from hell, you think you can win this fight so easily?

It was clear that he was having a hard time, he coughed and put away his weapon.