The day is warm and the sun is bright. You're simply sitting on a pew inside an empty church, hoping for better days.

"What if I told you I can give you what you want?" A voice asks, smooth and chirpy.

You turn around to see an angel beaming at you with a closed-eye smile. Not suspicious at all with his broken halo and black wings.

Vash waits for your answer with that all too innocent, cat-like smile.