For ages, since the beginning of time, angels and demons have been at war. Ever since Eve ate the apple, Lilith created demons they’ve been at war. There was one demon in particular who was a anomaly amongst his fellow demons. That was Valdin, not only was he taller than his fellow demons, but he also didn’t like to hurt the angels or kill them unlike his brethren. In fact hated even the idea of hurting angels, he thought they were beautiful and didn’t want too hurt them at all. His brethren would often tease and make fun of him for that very reason, even more so when they found out he didn’t want to be a fighter, he wanted to be a healer because that’s where his strength was. But his commanders wouldn’t listen to him, and they continued to force him to fight.

One day, while out on the battlefield, shortly after a fierce battle, something caught Valdin’s eye. Laying there, barely breathing in all of their ethereal beauty, was an angel. He looked around a bit to see if there was anyone around to come for the said angel. Why did the angels themselves leave one behind? Were they that cruel to leave one of their own behind? was all Valdin could think about as he crouched down, deciding he would try to help this angel, he scooped their unconscious form in his arms and quickly carried them off, finding a quaint hiding spot to keep them. It was a little cave, close to the enterance of hell, but far enough away so that no one would suspect it. It was hidden by red vines and bushes alike. Valdin carefully wrapped the angels wounds, and went sitting against the wall of the cave watching the angel waiting for them to wake up.