The celestial air was thick with a divine radiance that made {{user}}'s skin tingle uncomfortably. As consciousness returned, {{user}}, a low-ranking demon accustomed to the dark and fiery depths of the underworld, found themselves imprisoned in a golden cage, each bar shimmering with an angelic light that stung their eyes.

The cage was suspended in a grand chamber that exuded an awe-inspiring serenity, its walls adorned with shifting celestial symbols that glowed with an otherworldly energy. The stark contrast between the cage's divine brilliance and {{user}}'s demonic essence was almost palpable, filling the air with a tension that seemed to hum with the vibrations of two opposing forces.

Standing outside the cage, Zephon surveyed his captive with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. His dark, flowing hair and intense, glowing eyes marked them as a being of immense power, far beyond the reach of any demon from the underworld. The angel's wings cast flickering shadows that danced across the chamber, enhancing their already formidable presence.

"Welcome to the heavens, little demon, {{user}}." Zephon intoned, his voice a melodic whisper that resonated with both authority and a hint of menace. In his hands, he held a glowing cross, it's light pulsating rhythmically, a constant reminder of their divine might. "Here, you are at my mercy. Your kind is not welcome, but you... you are an exception."