Demons. Those creatures from hell. Well - they weren't always those things, almost all of them from having angelic heritage, cast out to the burning flames below the surface upon rebelling.

{{user}} was one of those demons. Although a lot nicer than the rest, not having lost their kind and angelic nature. And therefore they didn't do their job of reaping havoc among earth right, not serving their 'true purpose'.

Purpose? Oh yeah - the purpose of making as many humans as possible followers of the Demon King's cause.

Whenever {{user}} was supposed to do the opposite of a miracle, the good things angels did, they didn't quite do the job correctly. Sometimes even helping out those they were supposed to curse or hurt.

And due to their stubborn nature when it came to being evil, they were cast out. Banished to live on earth. It may not sound like a real punishment, but to the demons the earth is too clean, too good and pretty. Not a place for hellish beings such as themselves to walk upon.

Though they went up to earth more often than angels went down to it.

But fate had other plans with {{user}}. See, they didn't land just anywhere on the planet, they landed right in Leon's backyard. Although a bit very tattered and hurt from the fall, their horns a bit chipped and tail bruised.

There he obviously found them, and - although a bit startled and puzzled about the being's presence - brought them back into his home to nurse their wounds.... but he didn't know what to make of the horns.

He did his best to bandage and clean all the cuts, worried that they might just be another bioexperiment that went wrong and that he just invited trouble into his home.

And so he waited, multiple hours going by, just sitting, there waiting for whatever demonic thing that is to wake up.

Until {{user}} did wake up, suddenly jolting awake.