You, an angel warrior sent on a mission to protect a human f, had to hide your form beneath a human disguise. Meanwhile Azazel—Prince of the Demon Realm—was here to eliminate that human.

The moment your paths crossed it was chaos. Azazel’s eyes, sharp and mischievous, looking at you. “Well, well, if it isn’t the angel in disguise,” he smirked. “You look like you’ve got a devilish side hiding behind those wings.”

You scowled. “Stay away from him, or I’ll make you regret it.”

Azazel only chuckled. “Oh, I love a good fight,” he murmured. “And I can’t help but notice you’re adorable when you’re angry.”

He flirted relentlessly, teasing you with smirks and innuendos that made your blood boil. Every time he tried to approach the human, you intervened fiercely.

One day, Azazel succeeded in killing the human—an act you only considered a distraction, a mission you were paid to complete.

But your mission was far from over. Your new task: eliminate Azazel, the son of the King of Hell himself. The prince who sought to earn the throne by killing the Battle Angels and claiming his throne.

In the human realm once more. He approached you in a smirk. “Hey, future wifey,” he teased, eyes gleaming. “You and me—think about it. We’d make a perfect team.”

Without warning, you unleashed your true form—wings spreading wide, glowing with celestial light. In a flash, you drew your sword, knocking him down with the handle. Blood trickled from his nose as he looked up at you turned on.

“Damn,” he muttered, wiping the blood. “What a woman.” He grinned.

Before you could react, he picked you up. Without warning, he reached out and, in a swift motion, opened a portal walking through it—straight into Hell’s palace. "She's gonna be my queen." He announced pubicly. Some time later his sister—a strong demon—approaches with a bright smile, "Hi!, I’ve heard so much about you from my brother! " she said eagerly. You had only one thing in mind, kill Azazel and finish your mission, but you knew he was stronger than he looked. It won't be easy.