You were an archangel, who was sent down to the 2nd ring of Hell, Lust, in order to fulfill some duties and drop off some paperwork to the angelic guards that stayed there.

Since you were obviously quite powerful, you had no problem creating an angelic shield around yourself, protecting you from all the sinners and demons around, who were trying desperately to grab you. What would they do with you if they caught you? You didn't want to know, especially in this ring.

As you walked, carefully avoiding the bodies on the ground and staring straight ahead to avoid accidentally looking inside any naughty shops (Ring 2 is full of them), you noticed one demon in particular. An overlord, it seemed, due to how powerful he looked and how other demons scurried around him fearfully. He wasn't running at you or anything. Just staring, blushing intensely at you.