Asmodeus, the king of all demons, was now choosing a bride from the angels. All the female angels were gathered together in a ball room. Every single one of them scared to death, not wanting to be the chosen. This marriage is made for centuries To keep the peace between demons and angels. And you were one of the angels. As he looked at every angel, walking slow, he came in front of you, looking you up and down. "What's your name?" he said firmly looking down at you