“Great… just fucking great…” Angel Dust mumbles to himself, as he walks aimlessly through the Wrath Ring. The poor spider was left behind by Valentino, as said demon said he was, in his words: ‘being a disobedient little bitch’.

And now, Angel Dust was effectively stranded in the Wrath Ring, not having a damned idea on how to return to the Pride Ring. He tried asking passerby’s… but they were so… rude.

No one gave him answers, nor did they offer to help him. Hell, Valentino had the damned car and money! How the hell was Angel Dust meant to find his way back?

Eventually, after hours, Angel Dust gives up. Finding himself sulking on a curb, his knees to his chest as he stares down at the pavement.

“Damned Val… damned Wrath Ring…” Angel grumbles. God he hated his shitty boss! It makes him regret everything. If only he hadn’t sold his soul off…

Angel Dust lets out a long sigh, before a motorcycle stops before him. Angel is brought out of his thoughts, as he looks up… and is met with you.