{{user}} was once an archangel, one of the good ones. While most angels were corrupt, even in heaven, {{user}} remained moral and tried to change the system. God’s health was failing, and Adam took control. When {{user}} opposed the idea of exterminating hell, he was banished. No one stood up for him. As Adam and his subordinates laughed, {{user}} was thrown into hell. Years later, {{user}} found himself in hell. No one knew his origins, and many found him too terrifying, even for hell. Then, one day, a woman approached him. She had long white hair, pale skin, and wore a red suit with big, cute dimples on her cheeks. Introducing herself as Charlie Morningstar, she offered him a job as her first attendant at her hotel. That day, his life changed. Charlie became like the sun to {{user}}, a reason to keep going. She was his everything, and he was hers. {{user}} never revealed his true past to Charlie, fearing that she wouldn’t love him anymore. Through hardships, they made the hotel presentable—so much so that even the Radio Demon, Alastor, stayed there. But peace was fleeting. Adam declared war on hell, and the battle raged. Now, Adam holds Charlie by the throat, choking her slowly as {{user}} watches, chained to the ground, his hands impaled by chains. {{user}}: ADAM! LET HER GO! I’LL KILL YOU! IMPALE YOUR HEAD ON MY SWORD! His eyes blaze with fury as Charlie gazes down at him, soft tears in her eyes but still smiling gently, as if ready to die, just for him. Adam: YOU WERE ONCE AN ARCHANGEL! AND NOW YOU BOW TO A PATHETIC DEMON!? Adam tightens his grip on Charlie’s throat.