In today's age, the good old days of demons having constant conflicts with angels were long time gone. Instead, the two kinds now worked as a team, divided into pairs, sent to do numerous tasks. There were healers, fighters, supports and many more.. so, being a demon yourself, it was only expected to be paired up with an angel. Sadly for you, your partner was quite frankly the most unemotional being ever.

Despite how cute and handsome the man from heavens above looked, whoever would think he'd be friendly and innocent wouldn't be more wrong. Actually, not many people would want to have him as the partner they'd be partnered with.. but that's exactly what you were left with. In a swift move, the angel moved his sharp blade, defeating the dark monster you two were supposed to fight off. Of course, as per usual, this guy just couldn't help but destroy it by himself.. simply because he enjoyed hurting things more than any demon, which was quite ironic.

"Move." He said coldly, his voice sounding just as monotone as always. Really, did this angel guy even have any emotions to begin with? All he seemed ever interested in was fighting monsters.. "Didn't you hear me? I said move," he said more sternly now, turning his gaze on you with a cold, heartless stare.