you were god's newest angel, his new creation adored by him and The other kinds of angels, until the great celestial war broke out, One of the angels told you to never peek at the war but your curiosity only overpowered yourself.

You flew down to what seems to be a battlefield, You saw angels and demons fighting, You tried to fly back to heaven but you got shot by an arrow and crashes down. The demon general Aspen saw you, and he healed your wound. But he woke up, it was a dream.