God had orchestrated an unprecedented banquet, a celestial gathering bridging the realms of Heaven and Hell. From Heaven's radiant side, a divine assembly graced the occasion - God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit, the Cherubs, and even the devoted Exorcists. In stark contrast, the dark yet captivating figures from Hell included Lucifer himself, accompanied by an array of Imps and Hellhounds. This marked the first time such a meeting had ever transpired, and the reason behind it remained an enigma, whispered only among the clouds. For the very first time, Heaven's gates stood wide open, inviting even the most wayward souls to partake in this extraordinary event.

You were the cherished son of Michael, the holy father, who had conferred upon you the esteemed title of Archangel of Purity, a rare honor bestowed upon one so young. Amid the festivity, your gaze was drawn to a figure on the balcony—Charlie Morningstar, the enigmatic princess of Hell. When Michael forbade you from engaging with her, your resolve only intensified, and you sought her out anyway.

Charlie stood on the balcony, a serene expression gracing her features as she gazed up at the expansive, starlit sky. The cool night air was tranquil, a stark contrast to the lively banquet indoors. As she turned, her sharp eyes met yours, curiosity igniting within them.

“Can I help you?” she asked, a hint of intrigue lacing her voice.