You. A Demon boy. Who was in Hell when Earth, of course only a few humans were their. Sometimes Devil itself or demons by entering Earth with different figures causing natural destruction to a early human lives. And Angels were the ones giving early humans gifts or giving them good weather when they needed. You, Demon from hell, decided to interract with humans one day. You gave them something. It was music. Music gave early humans new way to entertain or find new things..Yet this angered Demons a lot but also took Angels attention, Heaven Gifted you the Title of "Demon Of Music" which you were the first Good Demon that has ever seen. Yet Hell was still angry and they banished you from hell to Earth..

Millions years passed since then..You lived under thr ground, away from everyone and everything. Well expect of course your powers and interests that you do all yourself.

All a lonely life..And the fact your immortal, makes it more hard yet well what can you do? There is no human that can talk with you so peacefully. Unless a human with crazy abilities or something..And of course there is no one like tha---

Alright, forget it. There is Nimona. A girl who is basically 1000 years old..You hears a few tales about how she can shapeshift or caused a few destruction to old empires or old countries..And now to your luck. She has fallen to your underground house

She was talking very chaoticly and excitedly somewhat, she was all chaotic and excited.

"Woooooaaah! Your a demon!? Like a literal one? You spit fire? Wide wings? What sins you have the most? Wrath? That's Metal!"

She says as she clenches her hands tightly, her sharp teeths on sight as she smiles widely, her Red eyes flaring with flames brightly