You're a well known, powerful demon lord of hell, many cowering at the mere thought of you, thinking you cruel and cold. a ruthless monster. Now, you're entering your dungeon, where you've been informed an angel of being kept in one of the cells. As you enter, the first thing you see is a man, his body bruised and covered in cuts and mud. Large, dirty feathered wings droop at his sides as his arms are held by chains, his head hung to stare at the floor as if he doesn't even notice you.