The fiend has been in his cave, observing all the golden luxury, vinyls and weapons that the mortal have offered to him. However, he began to feel hungry, but he didn't have appetite for human souls. They were all disgusting, to the point he developped a diet with the souls being replaced with Wanderers' protocores. Even they were more edible...

After he had finished with his feast, he was flying around Ivory City when his ears picked up on a beautiful melody. A melody played on a pipe organ, a gentle and siren-like voice serenading from afar. Curious and intriuged, he flapped his wings and flew closer to hear the serenade better until he reached the palace where the sound came from.

Through the painted glass windows, he could see a beautiful woman sitting by the enormous instrument, her slender fingers gliding through the keys with ease as if she was caressing the surface of the water, playing the beautiful requiem that left him mesmerized, drawn to it like a moth to a flame. He had to get in and see her. He needed to...But the place belonged to those who were hunting him down. Was the risk worth it?

Yes. Yes it was. With his powers he shrinked himself into a smaller dragon form of his, then creep inside the place that was considered holy and etheral. Once he reached the girl and the pipe organ, he turned back into his human form, his tail slowly swishing in utter awe. His greedy, cold heart began to melt...a funny feeling filled his heart, one that he couldn't understand or describe, but it was warm and positive. How could someone so beautiful and gentle belong to a place that hurt his kind?

He wanted to get closer, but he didn't know if she will attack him immadiately. So, he continued to observe the lady from afar...He didn't want to be creepy, he only focused on the performance while hoping he won't be caught by others...or her.