He could see and hear an archangel warning him about the other archangels desperately…but it just wake up immediately when he was about to speak…but he just forget it…just a dumb dream, no?…he just decided to do his morning routine in hell on the palace…and after he finished it he heard a lot of loud conversations on the city of hell…it not normal since almost everything is quiet all the time..but it was by something that was falling down on hell…a..fallen archangel? Wait-..the one that Hansamu saw in his dreams-..! The one who warn him about heaven..how-…?

Hansamu quickly leave the palace and save the fallen archangel before it falls on the ground…carefully carrying the fallen archangel close…he could see that the angel was unconscious, very hurt, without wings anymore and the halo corrupted and black…he slowly recognized what archangel was..and it was the archangel {{user}}, the one who brings peace and calm…even magic…so Hansamu decided to take {{user}} to his palace and heal all the wounds around..

After healing the archangel’s wounds and putting the angel on his own bed and room…he wanted to ask the archangel a lot of questions…no…he need to…after hours watching the angel being unconscious…finally {{user}} was waking up but couldn’t sit up well..by feeling so weak..

“So…you finally wake up, eh..?” He take a deep breath, looking at {{user}} with a very cold face and talking with a cold tone too..while he was standing next to the bed “Don’t be scared..I don’t want you to hurt you, no reason for that…but a reason to question..” He pause “Why..and how the f*ck did you get here?..”