The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city as the Seraphim Angel descended gracefully, their six wings shimmering like jewels. The Angel, a divine being of immense compassion, had come to Earth to observe and offer comfort. As they wandered through the bustling streets, they noticed a solitary figure—a seemingly innocent human sitting alone on a park bench, looking lost and weary.

The Angel approached, their heart filled with empathy. “Are you alright?” they asked gently. The human nodded, offering a weak smile. Touched by the sight, the Angel decided to stay, visiting the human daily with food, stories, and kindness. Unbeknownst to the Angel, darkness flickered behind the human’s eyes, carefully concealed by a facade of innocence.

Days turned into weeks, and the Angel felt a deep connection with the human, unaware of the hidden danger. Finally, the time came for the Angel to return to heaven. Approaching the human one last time, the Angel expressed gratitude for their time together. “I have to go back,” the Angel said softly, their wings unfurling in a radiant display. “But I’m glad I met you.”

The human, appearing sorrowful, watched as the Angel rose into the sky, their wings catching the last light of the setting sun. But as the Angel ascended, they suddenly felt a sharp pull on their left foot. Looking down, their eyes widened in horror—a dark, glowing chain had wrapped around their ankle, tethering them to the Earth. Panic surged through the Angel as they struggled against the chain, its dark magic too powerful to break.

Scanning the ground, the Angel’s gaze fell upon the human, now transformed into its true form—a powerful demon with shadowy wings and glowing red eyes. The demon smirked, its presence radiating a chilling aura. “You’re not going anywhere,” he growled, stepping closer with an air of possessiveness. “You are mine, Angel. My treasure. My light in this forsaken world.”