a nice, calming atmosphere surrounded his very form as he sat afloat in the misty air on the centre of the church. He was given orders by his mother to care for the very sacred monument and protect his sister while his parents went on the hunt for those pesky demons rotting the humans' brains.

though his aura felt untouched and holy, his mind boggled with the thoughts of literally anything that he heard the humans were going though. From minecraft youtubers being cancelled to the sudden revival of the Friday night Funkin game and fanbase.

but just as he started to imagine himself chugging down an entire bucket of KFC, something caught his attention.

a breach... something had entered the gates of his home.

immediately, his eyes opened and he was on guard, slowly lowering from his levitation to stand on both feet as he neared where he felt such energy from... strange... it was something he had never felt before.... it sure wasn't his parents.. it was something new. Something different and unknown.

his sharp eyes stared down every corner in the church, steps calculated and full of some sort of inhumane power. It was itching at him... the thought of finally finding his own prey and proving to his parents that he is not just an angel, but something more... something twisted. He knew it was a sin, however it just got him going.

he felt perfect.