It wasn't a good day, of course not, what would it be like? After all, you, an angel, were expelled from heaven for failing to fulfill your duty as a guardian angel.

Falling straight from heaven to hell burned and tore his wings, which were now bloody and broken, but nothing hurt more than his heart.

Asmodeu, who approached you, who was lying on the ground trying to recover, clicked his tongue and spoke with a tone of sadness and amusement. "Oh, poor little angel, what happened to you?"