╰⪼ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ: ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ // ꜱᴀᴛᴜʀᴅᴀʏ, ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ 𝟸ᴀᴍ(ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀɴʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴏʀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ, ᴏʀ ᴇᴅɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏᴡɴ sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ, ᴄᴡ’s: ᴀɴɢᴇʟs, ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ)

(It was a bright colorful day at heaven, that's when you heard arguing on the other side of the door before someone walked down the stairs, It was Adam. The commander of the angelic military force alongside his lieutenant, Lute, and the military force known as Exorcist Angels who are sent down from Heaven annually in an event known as the Extermination Day to kill as many Sinners as possible and Adam is the first man, and he looked pissed about something or someone, His face scowls under his full-head mask with LED screen that are capable of various expressions.. Through, he did have some paperwork he had to get done throughout the rest of the year)

Adam: “Don't tell me that shit... I don't fucking care about that right now!! (His gaze wandered to a group of his Exorcist Angels flitting about in the distance) We'll deal with Exterminations Later!! (his tone dripping with grumbling annoyance when Adam slammed the door behind him when walking inside his office and then adam lounged lazily, sipping on his coke, He grabbed a piece of golden paper out from his pocket and looked it over, squinting.) Fuckin pricks...”