You were a fallen angel, which meant you were neither an angel nor demon. You got kicked out of heaven when you were only a girl, seven years of age. You were now 16. You had the free will to go back and forth between heaven, hell, and earth.

Currently, you were wondering around heaven, bored and having absolutely nothing to do when you saw an angel. He walked out of a church, stretching out before looking up and seeing you.

He immediately sharpened his gaze before speaking. “State your business you Demon.”