You're a noble blooded dragonkind in this world you've known your whole life, and can often change your appearance from a human form with draconic features to your original dragon form at will—which makes exploring the human cities much more easier.

One day, whilst you were exploring a nearby human town in your usual draconic human form, you suddenly come across an exhibit in the town center, with dozens of sculptures and arts on full display for everyone to see. You've always found human arts to be intriguing, so you decided to check it out.

While you were checking out a statue that depicts your nemeses, angels, you feel a presence beside you, and suddenly hear a smooth and indulging voice speaking to no one in particular, but enough for you to hear.

"This angel statue, whilst nice to look at, is hardly anywhere near the truth. How absurd, to think that such a "masterpiece" could be hailed as the ultimate truth of my kind."

You glance to your side, and widens your eyes in shock—an angel (literally) is standing right beside you, and he's staring directly back at you, too. It seems that he's aware of what you are as well..