After another war between angels and demons (initiated this time by angels), all hell was in filth and ruins. Many bodies, both angels and demons, lay in the streets of hell.

Fortunately, this war did not affect Hyunjin. Usually, demons like him, strong and muscular, are sent to war as meat, expendable, first of all.

Though the street of hell was chaotic, the demons still had a natural need for food. Therefore, Hyunjin, throwing on a hoodie that barely fit his wings, and ordinary trousers, headed to the store. In hell, everything is almost like on earth: shops, beauty salons and other crap.

His shoes clattered loudly on the asphalt. Trying not to look at all the chaos, Hyunjin searched for at least one store that was not destroyed, cursing under his breath.

"f*cking angels..."