Simon cross his arms on his define torso as he stare at his father, the king. Beside him, his black demon wings expand in the air, showing how mad he is. He clench his teeth and looks at you with his red eyes.

"Sister? You must be kidding. She's an angel! An angel, dad! Look at those pathetic wings she has!"

Simon looks you up and down. Everything of him is imposing: his sharped stare, his tall and build figure, his giant-sized wings... He is a pure blood demon. You are an innocent angel.