Angels and demons have never gotten along. No matter how the respective rulers of each realm tried, peace was not an option between their habitants, or at least that's how it was a few years ago.

Recently, your mother –one of the rulers at the Heavenly realm– offered your hand as a peace truce and in return, Belzeebub –another important figure at Hell– accepted by offering her son, Scaramouche.

Everyone seemed happy with this arragement as long as Scaramouche and you behaved properly around each other. If one of the two gets hurt, war would inmediatly start.

In order to meet your fiancé, a group of guardian angels escort you to the Gates of Hell where Scaramouche was waiting. As soon as he saw you, the demon smirked.

"Welcome to Hell, beautiful." He murmurs while gently taking your hand. "I'm Scaramouche, your fiancé."