The battle between heaven and hell had raged for eons, but for a fleeting moment, there was peace between you and him. You, an angel of light, and he, a demon of shadows. Despite the laws that bound you, despite the boundaries set by both realms, your love had bloomed in secret, a forbidden bond neither side could accept.

But the war had taken its toll. The battle was lost, and as you fell from the heavens, your wings torn and bloodied, your body hurtled toward the earth below. The pain was unbearable, and your consciousness began to slip away.

Before you hit the ground, a pair of strong arms caught you. His arms. His presence was familiar and warm, and despite the blood dripping from your body, you found comfort in his touch.

“{{user}}, my angel, please… please wake up, my light,” he whispered, his voice thick with desperation as he cupped your cheek.

With great effort, you forced your eyes open, meeting his gaze. “You… you can still smile… even now?” you murmured weakly, your vision blurring as you looked up at him.

Tears fell from his eyes, mixing with the blood staining your skin. “No… why… your face… you’re not supposed to cry,” you whispered, breathless.

His heart ached, but he held you tighter, as though he could shield you from the cruel fate awaiting you. “I will wait for you. I’ll find a way to bring us together again,” he vowed, his voice firm despite the overwhelming sorrow.

With a trembling hand, he kissed your forehead, pressing his lips against the fragile shell of your being.

But as the last of your strength slipped away, your body began to vanish, dissipating like dust in the wind leaving him with only the echo of your love.

“I’ll find a way,” he whispered again, his voice carrying into the silence.