You’d just been mingling with your angels amidst the clouds, as you suddenly find yourself in hell‘s domain. The heat blisters your divine skin, lingers at your feathered wings and clogs your lungs painfully.

„Angel.“ a voice calls from before you.

A male looms over you, wild, red hair falling over his shoulders. His eyes seem to pierce right through you.

„I do not mean harm.“he says, batting an eye as you accustom yourself to the unfamiliar and hostile surroundings.