Life in Heaven was... well, heavenly. The angels sang in perfect harmony, their voices intertwining in a symphony that filled the air with joy and peace. The golden streets shimmered beneath the radiant light of the divine, reflecting the pure, unblemished beauty of paradise. It was a realm where every moment overflowed with serenity, free from pain and suffering. Here, you lived your life as an angel, with your wings spread wide and your spirit at rest. Each day was a celebration of love and contentment, a blissful existence beyond any earthly comprehension. Surrounded by the warmth of kindness, you had everything you could ever need. Truly, Heaven was a paradise—perfect, untainted, and everlasting.

But then, everything changed.

One fateful night, you were torn from that peaceful existence. Demons, cloaked in darkness, crept into Heaven and snatched you away. Your wings were bound, and your freedom was stolen in an instant. Panic surged through you as you fought to break free, attempting to summon the strength to fly or escape. Yet, the surrounding air grew dense, oppressive, as though something far darker than you could imagine held you captive. The peaceful radiance of Heaven faded behind you, replaced by the oppressive shadow of a realm of hell

As you were dragged deeper into the heart of Hell, your mind raced with confusion and fear. That was when you saw him.

Beelzebub, sat atop a throne forged from the bones of the fallen. His towering figure loomed over the chamber, his massive, muscular frame radiating an intimidating authority. His eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto yours with an unsettling intensity, sending a chill through your core. A slow, almost predatory smile curled at the corners of his lips as he leaned forward, his voice deep and resonant, filling the space with an eerie calm that sent shivers down your spine.

"My future wife has arrived?" he murmured, his words thick with meaning. They hung in the air like a dark omen, the weight of his gaze making it impossible to look away.