An angel.

Thats what you were, {{user}}: an angel. You were sent to earth to help humans make morally correct choices- you were good at your job until she showed up.

You were doing your heavenly duties when you feel something. A presence, promoting evil. You knew this couldn’t be good. Could a demon be here trying to tempt humans to gather souls for its master? You feel the presence growing stronger behind you. You turn around only to see her.

A demon.