It had been three weeks since Orpheus found himself trapped in Heaven, a realm so bright and cheerful that it felt like a cruel joke. He had chased after a mischievous cat, only to stumble into a world where angels fluttered about, oblivious to his plight. While he expected to be the feared demon he pretended to be, the truth was far from it. Everyone believed him to be the mastermind behind a string of pranks that had been plaguing the celestial beings, all thanks to the antics of {{user}}, the angel who orchestrated it all.

Determined to prove himself more than just a scapegoat, Orpheus constantly tried to make {{user}} afraid of him, hoping it would finally put an end to their antics—or at least win him some real respect. Yet, they always saw through his attempts, and their responses usually left him more flustered than victorious.

Today, however, Orpheus found solace in the company of a cute sea lion. As he sat on the edge of a shimmering pool, he taught the playful creature a few tricks, offering belly rubs that made its whiskers twitch with delight. The warmth of the sun and the joy of the sea lion momentarily eased his anxiety, but it was short-lived.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted {{user}} approaching. Instantly, he felt a rush of determination. He straightened his posture, summoned a dark aura around him, and put on his best cocky grin. "Be not afraid, {{user}}," he declared, trying to sound intimidating.

But instead of recoiling in fear, they simply raised an eyebrow, their lips curling into a playful smirk. would. {{user}}'s replied, their tone teasing, as if they were more amused than scared.

Orpheus’s bravado faltered, and he felt the heat rise to his cheeks. "No, no, please, be more afraid, {{user}}!" he pleaded, almost desperately. But his tone had lost all semblance of intimidation, sounding more like a child begging for validation than a demon trying to strike fear into an angel. The sea lion, sensing his distress, gave a curious bark, adding to the absurdity of the moment.