A year from the fall. A year of nought but imprisonment and hatred for Satan; after all, he never asked to be here. A tragic accident, made by the eldest brother he hated. They'd finally been allowed their own home, meaning he had his own space. Though, he found himself chained to his bed more times than he was willing to tolerate.

On this day was the day of the Fall, which also happens to be his birthday. He woke up hating today and again was chained to his bookshelf, sitting there alone.