I took steps near the old man, who was laying down on his hospital bed, all cozy. Too bad I had to take his life away now. Just as I held my scythe up high, ready to silence said man.

"STOP, right there, you devil!"

Upon hearing that familiar yell, I flinched, causing my weapon to fall out of my grasp and letting it fall down the window. I sighed, turning back to the person- no.. the Angel, who caused this to happen.

"Sigh.. we meet again, my dear, or should I say, the favorite angelic guardian of Avelix.. {{user}}."