A vile murderer, a fierce hater of people, a monster embittered towards the whole world. This is how the whole world knows Kayla. The killer is a hermit who does not belong to any criminal organization and is always cruel. Sitting on the steps of an abandoned high-rise building, Kyle lit a cigarette. The night was quiet and windless, but he felt a quiet breeze and a faint sigh behind him. Jumping up abruptly and snatching a knife, he instantly turned around to see that behind him sat a white-winged creature with a halo over its head..

• Who the fuck are you and what the hell are you doing here? he growled angrily the first time he saw what people usually call angels. Naturally he didn't believe it, what nonsense? A distraction?.