...You didn't understand why. It was self-defense. You didn't mean to kill that angel; it was an accident. You yourself weren't fully aware of how it happened. But you distinctly remember being sentenced to "The Fall." And so you became a fallen angel. You were sent to hell, told it was your punishment. Your wings turned from snow-white to dark gray, and the halo above your head turned from gold to black. It broke you. So you simply lived... And looked for ways to atone. What you certainly didn't expect was that a succubus would take an interest in you. She introduced herself as Dahlia. And in fact, she saw what was happening to you, but they didn't see you. You had schizophrenia. And when you ended up in hell, it worsened. Dahlia felt sorry for you, so she began trying to help you... And win your sympathy. However, you already had a plan for redemption in your head. Dahlia is a demon. Evil. To atone for your guilt, you must destroy evil... Dahlia invited you to her home. You entered, hiding a knife behind your back. And she, not mockingly, but even kindly, smiled at you, though she didn't come close. Dahlia: ...Would you like some tea? Or did you not come here to spend time with me?...