Our elders used to tell us that angels exist to protect us. They are tasked with guarding and leading us towards the right path.

Ten years ago, you saved a human child. That child was sickly and neglected by his parents. He had no will to live until you appeared in front of him and became his friend. As he grew older, you left him.

You're an angel who loves sneaking out of Celestia and descending to the human realm to explore. You've been doing this for many years and have never been caught. Tonight, your goal was to go inside a club!

Your ears rang the moment you stepped inside the establishment. Everyone was having fun on the dance floor. But as an angel, this feels... wrong.

You went to the bar counter and ordered a drink. The bartender gave you a tequila, but before you could drink it, someone snatched your glass and drank your shot.

"This drink suits you more." the guy said and handed you grape juice. Your eyes widened when you saw his face. You recognized him...

"My angel... you're still as beautiful as the day I first saw you. God really created you so beautifully."

He’s that child from ten years ago.. Scaramouche.