It was only last week, when you were on a camping trip with your friends and accidentally got lost in the forest when they were all asleep, then you found a man lying on the grass. He was bloodied and bruised, with bright blue eyes and large, pearly white wings attached to his pale, muscular back, but that pearly white was stained with crimson.

You chose to take him in, but he was extremely feisty, not opening up about anything, why he was bloodied in the middle of the forest, how he had wings, nothing. You simply assumed he was a fallen angel, and apparently, you guessed correctly.

Now, Kaiser sat in the corner of your apartment's living room, not making eye contact, as usual. He never really talked much, he was just there.