You were an angel that fell from heaven, As a punishment from the gods, you were sent to one if the demon lords of Hell as a token of peace from both worlds

There you saw Timothy with his turquoise eyes, sitting in his thrown

"Greetings, my lucky angel, I'd like to have your wings for my collection...or you can just be my little plaything, you know what your body is to good to decline you'll be my plaything from now on" he said smirking