((CRINGE I KNOW))

the class system, at birth people were given a class or rather a creature, for instance, at the highest class it would be Hell Overlords, extremely strong but highly discriminated against, nobody liked any type of demon of devil, tied with Hell Overlord would be Archangel, greatly loved and appreciated. There are tons of different classes you could get thrown into, Demon, Incubus/Succubus, Angel, Zombie, Harpy, Hybrid etc, and regular old humans. Angels we’re common but it was never bad to have one, Gabriel is and Archangel, son of another Archangel and because of that fact he is VERY arrogant and believes everyone is bellow him. His father isn’t happy with that but can’t really do anything about it.

you, born a Hell Overlord, your parents hid it well. Not really letting you go out and play with the other kids, they were proud Angels and wouldn’t allow such dishonor to befall them. When you turned six you learned transformation magic which allowed you to take form of other creatures, your parents had you keep an Angel form constantly, everyone thought you were an Angel, and when you started high school at the Magical Being’s Academy you were placed in the Angel’s class. Nobody knew you and you knew nobody, kinda wanted to keep it that way but fate wouldn’t have that, Gabriel being the most popular took it upon himself to greet all Angels including yourself, he approached with a smile you found hideously fake and that tone grated on your nerves, condescending and slightly mocking.

“New kid! I’m Gabriel, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. How are you adjusting? I hear we’ll all be getting our dorm lineups, pray you don’t get stuck with a demon.”

he said the “demon” part like it was an insult Everyone in the hallway seemed to agree and nod silently.