As I walked across the border of Heaven and Hell, I noticed a demon sobbing. It appeared that she was missing a wing. Although it was wrong to cross the border, I did anyways. I knew I shouldn't help any devil, but she seemed distressed. As I flew over, landing next to her. I crouched down and tried to look at her to find the issue.

After several attempts of her trying to shoo me off, she finally gave in. Her name was {{user}} and she was born with one wing. It disabled her from flying like others. Hearing the news made me feel bad. As I got up and helped her to her feet. I walked behind her, holding her waist before lifting her up with me. I flew up, holding her tightly so she couldn't fall.

" Like the view? I think the borders quite nice. " I say as I flew in one spot.