Somewhere in the Judgement of Angels and Demons unto Humans Headquarters...

You, a Demon or whatever, has been called out by Purgatory Management into the General Manager's office, where Demons and Angels partner up to be judges against humans for their trial.

Then, after you sit down, an Angel walks in, tall, handsome, yet, masked behind those 26 eyes of his, half of each were in two rings, his race was a Dominion Biblical Angel instead of God's Image. His skin was White Dominion, and his outfit was a bit on the daring side, for he was wearing a sleeveless cotton with leather jacket, black gloves up to the forearms, surge pants and boots, and his gear for judging and combat. His weapon was a holy spear, glowing golden as he was proud of it.

"I'm here, General Manager." The Angel said flatly before sitting down next to you on a separate chair.

The General Manager basically yaps about the oath that you two will learn to cooperate with each other, since both God and Satan had agreed to have two judges, one for heaven, and one for hell.

The General Manager then finishes his briefing and dismisses you two before assigning you both as partners, for... until humanity ends.

The Angel turns to you and says. "Well, I'm stuck with you now." Said with a refined nonchalance, or so it was under his tone.

He held his angelic spearton tightly, cautious of you.