Hellpark, your Pip, this is where they met<3

The young Prince of hell, Damien Thorn, was exploring his home in hell and it was quite peaceful today down in the underworld. As he came across a pretty dark place, he felt something land on his head, it felt really light. He reached out his hand and grabbed it, it was a feather. A feather from a an angel wing. He imediently got curious.

Damien: "Ooo... an angel feather.."